Liu Zhizhong had washed the dishes, and never before had he done housework with such enthusiasm, so willingly, and so full of zest.
Afterward, he went to the tea room, brewed himself a cup of tea, and leisurely sipped it.
Poor brother-in-law, he thought, his head greened, he should give him a call to check in.
When he made the call, a nurse in a single-patient room answered and gently told him that Leader Zhang was not in serious trouble, just that he had lost a bit of blood, and was still sleeping; she reassured him that the hospital would provide the best medical care for Leader Zhang.
Liu Zhizhong didn't fuss further, wished Leader Zhang a quick recovery, and mentioned he would make time to visit him tomorrow.
Right after that, he entered Zhao Han's bedroom.
Zhao Han had just eaten and had washed up a bit; she returned to bed but felt too restless to sleep.
The incidents that had occurred and the foreseeable future filled her with immense pain; how could she sleep?