"Is Uncle Six in Old Master Jiang’s ward now?" "No, at this time he’s usually in another room reading." The hospital has arranged several rooms for them, and Sixth Young Master often reads in his room around this time, also handling some business for the old master. Chen Baoshen pointed him to the room, and Meng Xinian went to knock on the door. The voice of Ah Liu came from inside. Upon hearing it, Meng Xinian sensed a hint of fatigue in his voice. Could it be due to headaches and not sleeping well recently? He pushed the door open and saw Ah Liu sitting at the desk, bent over writing something. He was wearing a beige checkered sweater, looking very serene. Hearing the sound, he looked up and, upon seeing Meng Xinian, slowly smiled. "Yes, I returned yesterday afternoon." Meng Xinian closed the door and walked over to him. "How are you? Haven’t injured yourself recently, have you?" Ah Liu stood up to pour him a glass of water. Seeing that he used the white porcelain cup with a Talisman Diagram drawn by Chiang Xiao, Meng Xinian felt a warmth in his heart. He smiled slightly, "It seems getting injured is common for me; every meeting inquires if I’ve been hurt." "That’s not a good thing, try to avoid it in the future." "I will be more careful." "But, no matter what, you’ve returned before New Year’s." "Little should be able to come back in a few days too." "Yes." Ah Liu sighed softly, "During these days without her, I feel too quiet around me, and wonder how I managed the past twenty years." Before meeting Little, he managed to live wandering on his own, but after recognizing Little, even for such a short period, he felt like a father who cannot do without his daughter. This feeling of blood connection truly evokes amazement. Remembering what Chen Baoshen spoke about earlier, Meng Xinian paused and asked, "Uncle Six, does your head still hurt often?" Ah Liu glanced at him. "What did Doctor Chen tell you?" Meng Xinian was slightly surprised, realizing that Ah Liu was indeed worthy of being once considered by Old Master Jiang as a candidate to be his successor. In front of him, many people might find it hard to hide anything. Just, he chooses not to speak about it. "The surgery still needs to be done, can’t be delayed too long." Meng Xinian said. "That’s why I prefer asking you about some things," he said. "If I talk to Little, she might feel even more upset than I do." Such matters, spoken directly by Meng Xinian, are straightforward. And this straightforwardness makes him feel less burdened inside. Latest content publıshed on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩 "How is Uncle Six considering it?" Meng Xinian asked, "The surgery definitely needs to be done, what you’re considering now is just the timing of the surgery, right? Little will consult a doctor abroad about the surgery situation, maybe wait until she returns to determine." "Can’t a doctor from this hospital do my surgery?" "This needs to be properly understood again, after all, it’s a craniotomy." "Did Little ever tell you when she hopes I would have the surgery?" "She didn’t mention it." "I want to wait until April to do it." Meng Xinian was momentarily stunned, but soon understood his thoughts. "April might be too late, Uncle Six. Let’s discuss thoroughly once Little returns." Ah Liu nodded, chatted with him for a bit more, then remembering things Jiang Yingqiong told him before, suddenly wanted to ask Meng Xinian. "Did Little ever say she feels lonely? Has she ever envied others for having siblings?"