An Ning was just leaving the hospital through the main entrance when she ran into Jiang Xia, who was just coming in.
"I made a call. Two towns over, there's no snow."
What Jiang Xia said coincided perfectly with An Ning's plan.
"Are you still able to walk?"
An Ning wasn't worried about herself, but she couldn't help but worry about Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia pulled down the scarf from his head and said, displeased, "You're underestimating me, aren't you?"
"I used to do long-distance forced marches as a kid."
"Here, this is for you."
Jiang Xia handed An Ning a bag, his breath puffing out in white clouds. "Change into these. I'm going to ask the doctor for a few bottles of glucose solution for the road."
An Ning's mind went a little blank as she took the bag from Jiang Xia, a strange feeling blooming in her heart.
'He's too good a friend. He must be my best friend, right?'
An Ning assigned Jiang Xia the most suitable position in her mind and opened the bag.
