My father's liver transplant surgery was very successful.

I rested in the hospital for a month, and my complexion improved day by day.

This also relieved me.

"Mr. Lu, the doctor said you're getting better every day. You can be discharged after staying for a while longer."

"I can feel it too. By the way, Lao Liu, don't give me porridge for lunch today. I need to eat rice. How can I regain my strength by drinking porridge every day?"

Liu, who took care of my father, patted his thigh and said, "Haha, alright, you should have been eating rice earlier. It was you who said you had no appetite before, so I kept making porridge for you in different ways every day."

In the ward, my father's laughter gradually increased.

I felt deeply relieved.