Ning Yichu took a sip of water from Fan Yuke's hand and asked in a hoarse voice, "...What time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock in the evening. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Fan Yuke was very concerned.

Ning Yichu shook his head. He really had no appetite. He turned around and saw the fatigue in Fan Yuke's eyes. He felt bad. "Yuke...you should go and rest first. You don't have to stay here to take care of me all the time."

"No." Fan Yuke refused stubbornly, her eyes reddening, "I want to look at you."

God knows how scared she was when she learned that Ning Yichu was admitted to the hospital!

Ning Yichu sighed slightly, hugged Fan Yuke, and urged her, "Then go book a room and get a good sleep tonight. Look at the dark circles under your eyes... Otherwise, you would have collapsed before you could take care of me... Listen to me, I can be fine on my own."

In fact, in the afternoon, Mu Bailang came over and asked her to rest.

He also hired a caregiver, but was rejected by Fan Yuke.

After the quarrel in the morning, the relationship between the two people became delicate again. Fan Yuke didn't want to talk to him, and Mu Bailang didn't know how to coax him, so the situation was at a stalemate.

There was a sudden movement in the abdomen.

Fan Yuke's entire body froze, fearing Ning Yichu would notice. Her body couldn't hold on any longer, so she covered her abdomen with her bag and stood up silently. "Okay... I'll arrange a nurse for you."

Ning Yichu looked at her gently and said, "Go and have a good rest."

"...Well, if you have anything, just call me. Don't try to go through it alone, okay?" Fan Yuke's eyes were red.

Now I need to give Ning Yichu some time to digest it slowly...