After hearing what Pan Runqing said, Su Qing smiled. "Don't worry, Uncle Pan. I just ran into him on the street and we exchanged a few words. We don't have any real connection, and we won't in the future, either."
"That's good." Pan Runqing nodded.
The three of them spoke for a little while longer before Pan Youming and Pan Youshan woke up. Su Qing then opened the lunch box and insulated thermos.
"That smells amazing," Pan Youshan couldn't help but say as he took in the aroma of the ginseng chicken soup.
Fu Yuzhen smiled. "Your Sister Xiaoqing made this specially for you two."
Pan Youshan smiled at Su Qing. "Thanks, Sister Xiaoqing."
Pan Youming, who was still very weak, simply gave Su Qing a small smile.
Just as they were about to eat, Su Qing paused.
