Su Xiaoxiao sniffed and quickly pushed the door open. "Brother!"
With just that one word, her voice resembled the mournful cry of a cuckoo. Su Hongchen was taken aback by the unexpected presence of his little sister in the hospital room. He saw the intense sadness in her eyes, and her tears flowed like broken beads, one after another.
"Is it necessary to be so upset? I'm out of danger now, and it'll only take me a month or two to fully recover," Su Hongchen quickly reassured her, even attempting to sit up. Su Xiaoxiao hastened to stop him.
"Brother, don't move. You're injured like this; don't overexert yourself. Just lie down and rest," she said.
"If you hadn't come crying your eyes out, I wouldn't have been worried," he continued with a grin.
Once she was sitting by his bedside, he gently patted her head and asked, "Why did you come? People around here are exhausted."