"Is Qianqian feeling better?"
The two spoke at the same time, then smiled at each other.
Bo Shuxian said, "We're still keeping her diet light, her taste is slowly returning. I've been staying home with her this week; the little one was frightened but is gradually recovering. She asks about you every day. I felt awkward coming to see you before, and since you're being discharged today, it was a good time for me to pick up Qianqian's medicine."
He felt somewhat awkward, since they had only met a few times and, in some ways, he owed something to Nan Jiaojiao.
So talking to her was a bit embarrassing.
"Ah, right, I ran into Brother Yan downstairs just now, we, we spoke for a few moments."
Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, "You don't need to be so nervous, I'm fine."
Bo Shuxian clenched his fingers, "It's good you're alright, I've been wanting to say sorry..."
"I will visit Qianqian this week."
Nan Jiaojiao interrupted him because she couldn't bear Bo Shuxian's apology.
