"Lina isn't wrong, Big Brother, this time you really made a wrong decision." A middle‑aged man chimed in. He was Mike's youngest brother, who'd never accomplished much and just muddled along in the family.
Standing beside him was Mike's second brother, fifty‑nine this year. He frowned; seeing the atmosphere turn sour, he spoke up, "Big Brother has his own ideas, don't go overboard. Neil, take Big Brother out."
The second brother's words made Mike's expression ease a little. Just then, footsteps sounded, and surrounded by the hospital staff like stars escorting the moon, An Yiqing walked into the ward.
"Xiao Qing." Mike called out and tried to get up. An Yiqing walked over and stopped him.
"Grandpa Arthur, just lie down. How's the preparation? Are you scared?" she asked with a smile.
Mike smiled and shook his head. "Dear Xiao Qing, I trust your Medical Arts. So, I'm not afraid."
An Yiqing smiled, her gaze gentle.
