bending over the bed.Song Qingfrost slowly woke up, her expression weary. In the soft halo of light, she saw Fu Yan's face. "Yan Yan,""I will be returning to Guangzhou tomorrow, Dad's death anniversar...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room. curiosity, no need to answer if it's inconvenient."Huo Mingzheng turned his head to glance at the intravenous fluid bag, slowing the drip rate. He then called for a nurse to change the medicine. Just...