Chapter 690: What Kind of Fate Is This?

Xinyan smiled with eyes curved: "Yes, it’s done. I just talked to the doctor, and all the health indicators are normal. Just follow the previous plan.

You don’t have to worry about anything now. I’ll stay by your side."

Granny Zhang’s face was full of smiles as she held Xinyan’s hand. Her heart calmed down, thinking, indeed, no matter how nice the Han Family is to her, it’s all for Xinyan’s sake. But Xinyan’s meaning to her is completely different.

With her here, I can truly feel at ease.

Xinyan helped her walk around the ward: "Let’s have dinner earlier tonight. After that, you can’t eat anymore. I’ll stay with you tonight."

Granny Zhang didn’t object. Even if she asked Xinyan to go home, she probably wouldn’t. Besides, she indeed wanted her company, so she replied, "Alright, let’s rest early tonight."

Xinyan gently replied, "Yes, resting early is good for strengthening the body."

At this moment, Han Chunxue and Sun Baowei came in carrying fruits and nutritious items.

Han Chunxue saw Xinyan in the ward: "Yanyan, you’re back?"

Xinyan stood up: "Yes, Aunt, Uncle, you’ve come."

Han Chunxue placed the things on the bedside table and smiled at Xinyan: "I thought you might not be back so soon."

Xinyan took the items from her uncle’s hands: "Things went smoothly, so I returned early. The timing is just right."

Granny Zhang sat up: "Xinyan is back too, so you don’t have to worry about me. It’s the end of the year, and you’re all busy. No need to keep coming over, can’t let it disturb your work."

Xinyan also chimed in: "Yes, these days, having Sister Chen and me here is enough. Aunt, Uncle, you just focus on your work. Anyway, we won’t stay in the hospital for many days. By the time Granny Zhang is discharged, you’ll be on vacation too. Let’s celebrate properly this year."

Han Chunxue didn’t bother being polite with her niece: "I’ve indeed got a lot going on at work these days, but there’s still time to drop by after work."

Xinyan didn’t object: "Alright, just arrange it as you see fit."

Han Chunxue and Sun Baowei chatted with Xinyan for a while. After a bit, Xinyan urged them: "It’s getting late, Aunt, Uncle, you should head back earlier."

Han Chunxue looked at the sky outside: "Alright, Aunt Zhang, we’ll leave first. We’ll come by tomorrow, and rest early tonight."

After seeing them off, Aunt Chen, who borrowed the hospital kitchen stove, came up with the food: "Did Han Chunxue and her husband leave?"

Xinyan nodded: "It’s late, no use staying here, and instead of everyone lingering here, I sent them back early."

Sister Chen opened the pot, and the delicious aroma spread out. The old lady on the neighboring bed kept glancing over: "This cooking skill is really something; the fish soup smells so good."

Sister Chen laughed: "It’s mainly because the fish is fresh."

The old lady waved her hand: "The freshness of the fish is one reason, but your skill is indeed commendable."

The eldest daughter-in-law sitting beside the old lady laughed and coaxed: "Mom, soon the family will be bringing food. If you want fish soup, I’ll ask them to stew some for you."

The old lady glanced at her eldest daughter-in-law: "Your two daughters-in-law, each one is worse at cooking than the other. The things they make are just barely edible. Asking them to stew fish is just a waste of ingredients."

The eldest daughter-in-law wasn’t annoyed: "Then I’ll go back and stew it myself for you, how about that?"

Xinyan watched the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law whispering to each other with natural expressions, indicating that this was their usual way of interacting. The daughter-in-law seemed rather decent.

Sister Chen just served a bowl of fish soup to Granny Zhang when someone at the neighboring bed also brought over food.

The old lady looked at the food that was brought over and sighed lightly: "The next time Little Third looks for a partner, cooking skills should be a priority."

Upon hearing this, the granddaughter-in-law who brought the food blushed: "Grandma, I agree with that, but my sister-in-law and I will do better in the future."

The old lady rolled her eyes, but she didn’t make things difficult for the granddaughter-in-law: "You’ve been learning for so long, but still no improvement. I won’t make it hard for you two anymore, so for Little Third, cooking skills should be the first criteria."

The granddaughter-in-law looked at her mother-in-law and laughed: "Grandma, don’t tell uncle about this, or he’d definitely be upset."

The old lady raised her head: "Why would he be upset?"

The granddaughter-in-law laughed even more: "When Little Third looks for a partner, he should find someone he likes. But focusing on cooking skills might not be proper. What if the girl he likes isn’t good at cooking? We can’t accommodate him, right?"

The old lady sighed heavily: "Oh, your mom and your second aunt’s cooking skills are mediocre, and you granddaughters-in-law are even worse. What kind of fate do I have?"