"Thanks." Secretary Yao gestured to his returning wife to take the medicinal wine and then covered his mouth with his hand, coughing twice, and asked Mrs. Yao, "Did you go downstairs and see how Jiayin is doing?"
"She looks just okay. After all, I've heard she spent the night in the detention room." Mrs. Yao said angrily. These people really have no sense, not knowing how to take care of a pregnant woman.
"Fortunately, Lu Jun went over." Secretary Yao thanked Commander Lu for his son.
"It was my duty." Commander Lu waved his hand, "When our Nannan had an incident, Ziye also helped our family a lot, all without hesitation."
"That's what he owed Nannan." Secretary Yao insisted it was a different matter.
"What owing or not? Our two families are like relatives." Commander Lu refused Secretary Yao's narrative.
The two old friends looked at each other as they spoke, with some emotions in their eyes.
