"With your condition like this, can you still participate in the operation?" Qin Liang looked at Luo Xiying with a face full of disdain, as if to say, 'you point out my flaws, now I'll detest you. What can you do about it if I don't let you join?'"
"I didn't plan to take part anyway. I'm just here to look after my kid." Luo Xiying wore an air of nonchalance, showing no hint of unwillingness, as the large mug in his hand was quickly drained of more than half its water.
"That's irresponsible of you!" Qin Liang gritted his teeth, his voice forced out from his throat.
Luo Xiying nodded as if it were only right: "I am a patient, still on leave. You go for it."
Bai Yixian joined in from the side, topping up Luo Xiying's mug with some hot water. Meanwhile, Luo Qianqian sat obediently, eating her little cake and pretending not to hear a thing. She realized it was better not to get involved—clearly, Qin Liang was acquainted with her little uncle.
