[Gu Ran: Just like in my dream, I feel a lot better.]
[Zhuang Jing: Go for a check-up at the hospital this afternoon.]
[Gu Ran: Okay.]
[Gu Ran: Do we need to switch to another hospital?]
[Zhuang Jing: No need.]
No need?
Is it because these minor illnesses won't be revealed, or is it that it doesn't matter even if they are revealed?
Gu Ran put down his phone, not thinking about these things that wouldn't yield any results.
It was still dark outside. After he finished writing his diary, he went back to sleep.
This day, he didn't go for his morning swim but just took a walk outside to pick up poop—walk the dog.
During breakfast, Su Qing asked, "Feeling better?"
"Young people, as long as they aren't dead, just need a sleep to recover," He Qingyan said.
"Don't just say young people, even Saiyans can't do that," Gu Ran said, "But indeed, I'm feeling much better."
"Can you go to the Convalescent Building?" Su Qing asked again.
"Yes, I can go to work normally."
