Chapter 947: Is It Fun to Play with Your Own Foster Mother?
After taking Chen Tong’s medicine, the middle-aged man stopped wheezing in a short while, and his complexion gradually returned to normal.
Staff from the theater brought over some antiseptic solution, and Suizi helped Ma Dong with a simple dressing.
Fortunately, Ma Dong had only suffered a superficial wound and did not have a concussion like the last time.
The cut didn’t look too bad, so they decided to wait for the wind to stop before going to the hospital for further treatment.
While the opera singers were performing melodiously on stage, Suizi couldn’t help but reflect that life was more dramatic than theater.
Suizi told Ma Dong to go inside and listen to the opera while she stayed back with Chen Tong to take care of Chen Tong’s uncle.
The staff arranged a resting room, leaving only Suizi and Chen Tong alone with the sleeping uncle.
"When did you come back?" Suizi, with her back to Chen Tong, casually flipped through the faded calendar on the wall and asked nonchalantly.
The question seemed light, but it weighed heavily on Chen Tong’s heart.
"I don’t understand—" he said.
"Chen Tong, what kind of person I am, others may not know, but how can you not know? Wouldn’t it be unreasonable to say otherwise?" Suizi’s words held a double meaning.