As soon as she disappeared behind the ICU doors, An Xiulan turned to Song Yifei, who was watching the hallway thoughtfully.
"Auntie," she said softly, "you asked her to go first so she could see him before going home, didn't you?"
Song Yifei nodded, not breaking her gaze. "Yes. I don't want her to stay at the hospital for long. It's too much for her. Once she's seen Zhaolin, I want you to take her home and make sure she rests."
An Xiulan nodded in understanding.
"I'll send my brother and sister-in-law with you too," Song Yifei continued. "They've been here all night. Make sure they get some rest at home. And when you come back, bring Xiaobao with you. I think seeing his father will comfort him."
"Alright, Auntie. I'll take care of it."
Song Yifei hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Did you tell your mother about your father?"
An Xiulan bit her lip, guilt flashing across her face. "No... I was in such a rush last night. I forgot to call her."
