He steadied his heart, which was pounding with excitement: "All right. Since you're sure, Qiao'er, we'll go apply for the Mining Permit right away."
Su Qiao and Gao Jinghui exchanged a glance and nodded together.
Early the next morning, the three of them arrived at the county people's hospital.
Su Qiao told Liu Tiezhu what had happened, and he did not hesitate:
"Don't worry about the Mining Permit. I'll take you there to get it done right away."
After a pause, he bent slightly and rubbed his hands together:
"Would it be possible for you to check on my son's recovery?"
Although the doctors had all said that his recovery was going very well, he was still uneasy.
What worried him most was the man's ability.
He had only one son. If he really couldn't perform anymore, the Liu family line would end with him.
"All right."
Su Qiao had already planned to check on him while she was there.
"Dad, Xiao Hui, wait here in the corridor. I'll be right back."
Xiao Aimin had not expected things to go so smoothly.
He cast a silent glance at Liu Tiezhu, whose enthusiasm was tinged with flattery, and felt somewhat puzzled.
But he also knew that this was not the right time to ask.
"Qiao'er, don't you need us to come with you?"
Su Qiao shook her head. "It's fine. I'll take a look and come right back."
"Xiao Hui, then we'll wait here?"
There happened to be a row of plastic stools along the corridor, and Su Aimin was just about to sit down.
Unexpectedly, Gao Jinghui shook his head with great resolve. "No, Uncle. We have to go with her."
Su Aimin: "Huh?"
Gao Jinghui glanced awkwardly at the man lying on the hospital bed inside the ward