"Tang Tang, you're here, come in quickly!" Qin Tingjie let out a sigh of relief when he saw the person at the door of the hospital room and hurriedly beckoned her to enter. His wife would only be persuaded by Tang Anzhi.
If this continued, he felt he might not be able to hold on.
Tang Anzhi glanced at him, then looked towards the tense atmosphere in the room, before her gaze settled on Qin Tingjie's mother, noting that her complexion was not too good.
Pushing aside her thoughts, she stepped in and gave a slight nod to Mrs. Qin, "Auntie Qin, hello!"
Seeing that it was Tang Anzhi, Mrs. Qin's stern expression eased slightly, "Miss Tang, I appreciate you coming here. She is not in a good mood, please talk to her." She had a rather good impression of Tang Anzhi.
"Auntie Qing, no need for formalities, Xiaoxiao is my friend as well," Tang Anzhi remarked.
"You two have a chat, I'll go back and have the kitchen prepare some soup for her." Mrs. Qin said and then left the room.
