Bai Xiaolian and Quan Zehao entered the ward and seeing Li Mingxun's condition, both were happy for him.
"Mingxun, congratulations."
"Thanks."
Li Mingxun reached out and bumped fists with Quan Zehao, "Thanks for all the hard work you've done for me these past days."
Quan Zehao smiled, "Don't mention it, it's what brothers do."
The Lu Shaohan family also came in, and the three brothers hugged each other just like old times.
"Congratulations on waking up."
"Thanks."
Watching the bond between the three childhood friends, Luo Qianxun knew that although their words were few, they contained the depth of their sincere feelings.
In the following days, Li Mingxun's recovery was swift. In just a few days, he was able to walk on his own with the aid of a crutch.
Every day, Luo Qianxun would accompany him for a walk in the hospital's Central Courtyard Garden to bask in the sunlight.
"Wife, sit and rest for a while."