It was almost evening. Chen Zhao uneasily changed a cup of hot water for He Miao. He looked at the gloomy sky outside and carefully advised, "Miss He, why don't you go back to the hospital first and come back to see Onion tomorrow?"
He Miao shook her head and stared blankly at the unconscious puppy on the bed. "You can go home first. I can stay here by myself."
"How can we do that?" Chen Zhao was anxious, but he did not dare to persuade her anymore. He could only sneak out and call Butler Lee to explain the situation.
Butler Li avoided Old Master Jing and picked up the phone. When he heard that He Miao had sneaked out of the hospital again to accompany her puppy for the entire day, his eyes widened in shock. He stole a glance at Old Master Jing, who had not noticed what was going on, and quickly lowered his voice. "You have to take good care of her. Don't let her freeze or starve. When she wants to go back, you have to send her back to the ward safely!"