"Old Tan."
Zhang Su was down to just a T-shirt, with steam rising from his body, holding a kettle with light saline solution inside.
Tan Huajun was drinking the sugar-salt water brought by his daughter Mo Qianlan. Upon hearing Zhang Su calling, he weakly turned his head and nodded.
"Hello, Uncle Zhang!"
"Brother Su, hehe, drink some water."
Mo Qianlan sweetly greeted Zhang Su. She not only brought water for her mom but also didn't forget Lu Yubo, being very considerate.
Lu Yubo held a kettle, seemingly smiling infatuatedly.
"Well... it's nothing. Go ahead, Lanlan, help your mom back to rest. We'll talk during mealtime."
Zhang Su saw that the flesh on Tan Huajun's body had sagged. He intended to ask about Wang Guangjun but had to give up.
Chen Hanzhou and others left one after another. He walked heavily to Zhang Su's back and said, "Brother Su, do you have time to talk?"
"Hmm? Is there any special reaction?"
