8 a.m.
Lin Zhe arrived at the county hospital's intensive care unit carrying a pile of food and drinks.
"Brother Zhe."
"You're here, Xiao Zhe."
Lin Xiaomeng and Sun Lina greeted him quietly when they saw him.
Judging by how exhausted they looked, neither of them seemed to have slept much last night.
Even Lin Xiaomeng's skin, normally fair and smooth without any cosmetics, looked dull and lackluster.
Mental and physical exhaustion had a significant, visible effect on a person's physical condition, especially their skin.
"I brought you some food and drinks. Cousin-in-law, go home and get some proper sleep after you eat. Come back once you're rested."
"You too, Lin Baobao. You're not a doctor. What's the point of worrying yourself sick?"
"Eat, drink, and sleep when you need to. Get yourself into the best shape you can."
"Once the old lady wakes up, she'll be counting on you to look after her."
"If you wear yourself out, won't I have to look after both of you?"
As Lin Zhe spoke, he set down the bags of food containers and offered Lin Xiaomeng some advice.
With her only relative in the ICU, Lin Zhe could certainly understand how Lin Xiaomeng felt.
Worry was inevitable, but excessive worry was completely unnecessary.
"I won't, Brother Zhe. I'm fine..."
Lin Xiaomeng lowered her eyes. After Lin Zhe's little lecture, she looked like a schoolgirl who had done something wrong, her little face wearing a pitiful, innocent expression.
"Eat up. Let's eat first, before it gets cold and doesn't taste as good."
"Okay."
"You brought so much. Xiaomeng and I can't finish all this."
"I wasn't expecting you two to finish it. Pack up the leftovers and take them home for my nephew and niece to try."
"Xiao Zhe, you're such a great