He had been in the hospital for a year, and his family hadn't received any news... Mo Junhua was utterly perplexed.
"I'll go buy you some food." Lan Tian glanced at the deep-thinking Mo Junhua and left with a thermos.
Mo Junhua had just woken up. After a year without eating, his stomach was fragile, unable to handle oily and spicy foods. Lan Tian bought only plain rice porridge.
Downstairs, in the garden, he encountered an old man. The old man was exercising, performing Tai Chi Boxing impeccably, followed by a few beginners who occasionally mimicked his moves.
Lan Tian glanced – surrounding the old man were mostly older adults. Dr. Sun was there, and unexpectedly, Zhou Yuwei was there too.
His gaze flickered slightly; Zhou Yuwei was the type who wouldn't show up early without benefit. The ones who could draw her close weren't ordinary; this old man must have significant background.
What was she after this time?
