Half an hour later, the two set off for the hospital.
Passing the hospital entrance, Duan Fei asked, "Can we stop the car for a moment?"
Rong Moyong inquired, "For what?"
"It doesn't seem right to visit an elder empty-handed. I'd like to buy him a bouquet of flowers."
Hearing this, Rong Moyong arched an eyebrow, barely containing a chuckle, "You're giving an old man flowers?"
Duan Fei earnestly questioned, "Then what should I bring? Fruit? But isn't the old gentleman diabetic, hypertensive, and hyperlipidemic? He definitely can't have too much fruit during his convalescence, it could raise his blood sugar."
Rong Moyong watched her, and slowly began to smile.
A smile that made Duan Fei feel a bit uneasy, "You..."
"Stop the car," Rong Moyong ordered directly.
Dong Zhi swiftly parked the car by the side of the road.
Rong Moyong said, "Come on, let's buy flowers."
Duan Fei was confused.
