"Sit"
Mo Roulan looked at the wheelchair and a put appeared on her lips but nonetheless, she knew that she had to sit down so she did.
It was better to be carried like a child by He Jian. That would be very embarrassing.
Mo Roulan felt awkward as He Jian pushed the wheelchair for her. There was silence inside the elevator.
No one said anything and they reached the seventh floor where Mo Chen's room was very soon.
Mo Roulan stood up from the wheelchair instantly when they were in front of Mo Chen's hospital room.
"I will walk now."
This time, He Jian looked at the empty wheelchair emotionlessly and then at Mo Roulan.
Mo Roulan smiled sheepishly under that strict pair of eyes and said
"Mom will worry in vain if she will see me on the wheelchair. It is better like this."
Mo Roulan said to He Jian who narrowed his eyes at her for a moment and then a moment later, he pushed the wheelchair in a corner.
