The girl quickly wiped away her tears and replied, "I'll go."

Then, the girl followed Ma Zhiyu inside, holding the dog.

Not long after the girl left, the boy received a call.

"I, I'm working overtime... It's the weekend, but I can't help it... Then I'll come to see you tomorrow... I'll eat well, don't worry... Be good."

The voice was intermittent, Fang Jianjin could only hear what the boy said, and could feel that his tone was very gentle.

The most important thing is the last "good boy", this kind of intimate name...

Fang Jianjin was wondering what the relationship between the two was when she saw the girl carrying out the dog that was receiving an IV drip, and Ma Zhiyu was helping to hold the bottle.

Seeing this, the boy immediately strode forward and took the IV bottle.

"Your dog is quite timid. It would be best if you could hold it during the infusion to prevent it from struggling against the needle. Also, it will be stronger if someone is with it," Ma Zhiyu reminded.

"Okay." The girl agreed quickly.

Then the two of them came to sit on the left side of Fang Jianjin and the others. The man hung the IV bottle on the bracket and said to the girl, "Let me hold it."

"good."

With its owner by its side, the dog is very well behaved.

The girl gently stroked its back, her eyes slightly red, and said softly, "I hope Lele gets better soon."

"Yes." The boy replied.

"Really?" The girl looked up and looked at him expectantly.

The boy avoided her gaze and instead looked at the dog in his arms, petting it and saying, "The doctor said it all. Lele's condition was discovered in time. If he cooperates with the treatment, he should be fine."

"Oh." The girl's eyes dimmed little by little.