Lighthouse Ship

Leaving the ward, Ding Yuqing ran off to the end of the corridor by herself to cry for a while, while Hesta stood guard two or three paces away from her. Not long after, Hesta heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps behind her. She turned around to see a family member coming out of the ward next to Miaomiao's and approaching their side.

"Yuqing?" the newcomer called out softly. "Your mother is asking for you."

Ding Yuqing gave an acknowledgment, immediately wiped away her tears, and trotted over. Hesta followed a few steps behind her, but did not go into the ward.

Hesta checked the time. She had originally thought she could head to Songxueyuan tonight after seeing Ding Xueyang home, but now it seemed... the situation here was much more complicated than she had imagined.

Hesta stood alone in the corridor for a while. She wrote a text message to Silei, postponing tonight's meeting to next week, and then returned to Miaomiao's ward.

Miaomiao had stopped crying by now. She was finally willing to lie down in bed, but she was still clutching Ding Xueyang's hand.

Hesta sat down beside Ding Xueyang.

"Yuqing asked me to take you home later."

"...Don't use formal pronouns with me," Ding Xueyang said apologetically. "It really has been a bother for you tonight... Let's wait for Miaomiao to fall asleep first."

"Does she have to sleep here tonight? Can she come with us?"

"No," Ding Xueyang shook her head quickly. "Miaomiao's fever hasn't broken yet. In case she has another convulsion, it's safer to stay in the hospital."

"Then you should get up for a moment. I'll pull out the escort bed for you so you can lie down, too."

Ding Xueyang was startled. "Ah... Okay."

She got up and