Duan Ruijun was quick; he did exactly what the doctor said.
Finally, Luo Kunjing couldn't hold on any longer and was transferred to another ward by the doctor.
By the time everyone was settled, it was already 7 p.m.
Duan Ruijun sat in the stairwell smoking, with the breakfast he bought that morning at his feet, which he still hadn't finished eating by this time.
Duan Ye arrived at this time.
Duan Ruijun: "You haven't eaten all day, have you? Do you want something to eat to tide you over?"
Duan Ye casually took a steamed bun from the bag: "Eat this."
"It's already cold."
"It's okay, just use any kind of filling."
"How is Qingyuan?"
"Low blood sugar. As for the other issues, blood has already been drawn and sent for testing."
Duan Ruijun couldn't help but sigh again, "What kind of mess is this?"
Where is Grandpa?
"Grandpa is alright."
Speaking of this, Duan Ruijun asked, "Does Grandpa and the old lady of the Luo family have some connection?"
Duan Ye paused for a moment, then said, "The old lady is Grandpa's long-lost fiancée."
Duan Ruijun was stunned.
He had heard snippets of these things from adults back then. In that era of constant warfare, when a letter from home was worth a fortune, a few months without contact was considered a death sentence, let alone so many years...
No wonder Grandpa was so concerned.
He didn't know the stories of the older generation, but just hearing this one sentence, he knew how difficult it was.
After such a hard-won reunion, if they can live their lives well, at least the story has a decent ending...
But now...
"Fate is cruel."
Duan Ye smiled wryly and said, "Yes, fate is cruel."
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