She had to push the man out because she needed to use the restroom.

A moment later, Feng Zhiyi was carried back to the hospital bed by the man.

He picked up a pillow for Feng Zhiyi to lean against, adjusted the bed height for her, and then covered her with a blanket. It was a very cold day, with a thick layer of snow outside, so she couldn't get cold.

"I chopped the filling and made the wontons myself when I got home. Try them and see if they're good. If you don't like them, then we won't eat them. Mom has already gone home to make chicken soup, and it will be brought over in a little while."

As Lu Lingxiao spoke, he scooped up a wonton and fed it to Feng Zhiyi's mouth with the gentlest of gestures.

Feng Zhiyi glanced at him and saw that he had not only repaired his forehead but also changed into clean clothes. Only then did she smile and put the wontons into her mouth.

"How is it? Does it taste good?"

Lu Lingxiao's expression revealed a hint of tension and unease.

He tried one when it was freshly cooked and thought it tasted okay. Although it wasn't as delicious as the ones Zhizhi made, it was still pretty good overall.

Feng Zhiyi rolled her eyes and deliberately frowned.

"Hmm, why does this filling taste like scallions? Did you add scallions in?"

"Do you have scallions?"

Lu Lingxiao paused.

That shouldn't be the case. He knows that Zhizhi doesn't eat scallions. Usually when they cook noodles, Zhizhi would put scallions in their bowls separately, but she wouldn't put any in hers.

He didn't put any scallions in when he was chopping the filling.

Seeing his nervous and somewhat bewildered expression, Feng Zhiyi finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... You idiot, I was just kidding you!"

Lu Lingxiao, "..."