Rong Yan raised her eyebrows, "You really don’t want to go out?"
"Yes," Qin Yu nodded swiftly.
"That’s fine! We’ll go out together next time then." Not going would make things even more convenient for herself, so Rong Yan didn’t insist.
Qin Yu let out a sigh of relief at her words.
He hurriedly carried his bowl and chopsticks out.
Meanwhile, Rong Yan got up and entered the main house where her father was, only to see her mother wiping away tears, so she approached, "What’s wrong? My dad is okay now, aren’t you happy?"
"...Of course, I’m happy."
She was so happy.
"By the way, where did this come from?" Madam Rong pointed at the oxygen mask on Mr. Rong’s face, which looked strange and somewhat unlike the ones in the hospital.
"Mom, I got this from somewhere else. We can’t let others know about it, so for the next few days, let’s not allow anyone else into this room."
She had taken it from her space’s medical room, where she had stored it earlier. There were only ten of them in total.
Had it not been for the dire situation, she would never have taken them out.
Fortunately, she had removed the markings, only leaving a few non-revealing English letters.
Once Madam Rong heard her daughter say this, her nerves tensed up, "Rest assured, aside from the three of us, I won’t even let a mouse mother into this room."
Rong Yan: ...
There was no need to be that nervous.
Madam Rong was still a bit worried, "This, is it dangerous?"
Rong Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "There’s no danger, it’s just hard to explain where it came from."
If it weren’t her own father, she definitely wouldn’t use it.
Madam Rong: ...
Isn’t something difficult to explain where it came from dangerous?
What if someone reports us? What then?
"Right, if you really do cure your dad, then..."
There were many things to sort out.
Rong Yan nodded, "If anyone really asks, just say I learned medical skills from a barefoot doctor."
"Okay," Madam Rong needed to properly wrap this up.
"By the way, daughter, when will you be going back?"
"I’ll go back on the eighth. By then, my dad won’t need acupuncture anymore. I’ll leave some medicine behind, and he just needs to take it on time."
"That soon?" It was already the 24th.
"Mom, let’s wait for me to come back to the city after the college entrance exams! I won’t fail again this time," Rong Yan said confidently.
But Madam Rong was still a bit worried. However, she didn’t say the inauspicious words like "failing the exams," instead she asked, "Is Qin Ye taking the exams too?"
After all, if they were married and only one of them passed, then what would the other do?
Rong Yan: ...
Sorry, I hadn’t thought that far ahead.
"Together."
Recently, Qin Ye had the nerve to study and learn to read with the twins alongside her.
After assessing him, she found he was at high school level. If he wanted to take the exams, just focusing on some key points should be enough.
Upon hearing it was together, Madam Rong relaxed and showed happiness.
"Together is best. Once you both get into colleges in Jing City, you can live at home. Yu and his sister will also be studying here. I’ll cook and wash for you, and I can take care of you all."
The money would be the issue.
Fortunately, there are subsidies for university students now, and living expenses are provided. Taking care of the older two won’t be a problem, but for the younger two... she’ll look for a job by then, and life should be manageable.

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