"Yuanzi, Yuanzi, are you asleep? I'm coming in—your beautiful, adorable Aunt is coming in."
Jiang Yu'er didn't knock. Lowering her voice, she spoke furtively from outside the door.
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, suppressed his negative emotions, rubbed his face, and said quietly:
"Come in."
The doorknob turned, opening a crack. Aunt slipped inside on tiptoe, looking sneaky, then quickly shut the door.
Jiang Yu'er wore a white nightgown with lace around the collar. Beneath the knee-length hem were two jade-white calves, while her delicate little feet rested in pink slippers, her round, exquisite toes painted a vivid red.
"You're acting all sneaky," Zhang Yuanqing said irritably.
Anyone who didn't know better would think you were sneaking off to meet a lover.
It was worth mentioning that, after what happened during the day, all the outpatient doctors on duty that day had been granted a full week of leave.
After my aunt returned home, she embellished the crisis she had gone through, hugged grandmother, and sobbed, "I was just one step away from never seeing you again, Mom!"
Grandmother was terrified, and mother and daughter clung to each other and wept.
As a result, my aunt gained grandmother's sympathy, and grandmother became far more tolerant of her. No matter how much trouble she caused, grandmother couldn't bear to scold her.
Wearing her slippers, Jiang Yu'er trotted over to the bed, cupped her bottom with both hands as she sat down, and asked in a hushed voice, "Where did you go afterward? After the security officers rushed in, I couldn't find you anywhere."
By the time the security officers rescued the hostages, Zhang Yuanqing had already been taken away in advance by Li Dongze and the others for treatment.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at Aunt. Her eyes sparkled, and her expression