"Dad, Mom, when can we go home?"
Ye Xiao didn't like hospitals at all, not to mention the smell of disinfectant; it was also the place with the heaviest air of death, which easily brought out her hostility, so she didn't stay there any longer yesterday.
"Asked the doctor, and he said your mom is recovering well; we should be able to go home in a few days."
These past days, Ye Ting had hardly left Su Yun's side. Although he had arranged for the most expensive postnatal care center, others looking after her just wasn't the same as taking care of her himself. He was hands-on in everything because if he didn't cherish his own wife, who would?
"Xiao Xiao, take good care of yourself these days. It's best if you can cook for yourself; if not, order takeout, but don't go for the cheap stuff, order the most expensive."
Su Yun was mainly worried that, in her absence, her precious daughter wouldn't be well cared for.
