Even the best bodies get tired out sometimes.
She still needs to carry on, she won't push herself too hard.
"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."
"I'm your brother, why be so formal with me?" Cheng Cheng chuckled.
"Okay, Brother, then tonight you'll have to work a bit harder, and stay with Dad. When he wakes up, give him the potion to drink. I've put it there, and there's also a bottle in this bag that you can drink too."
Chiang Xiao had also left a bottle for Cheng Cheng; after drinking it, he'll feel more energized.
"Alright, understood. Go on home now."
Meng Xinian looked at him, then took Chiang Xiao's hand, "Let's go."
They stepped out of the hospital, and as the cold wind blew, Chiang Xiao shivered slightly.
"Cold?"
"I'm okay."
Chiang Xiao glanced at him, only feeling that Tyrant Meng's silhouette under the streetlight looked incredibly attractive—his facial lines were clear and handsome, too charming.
