When Su Chuanlin came in, this was the scene he saw. Nan Sheng, who was supposed to be taking care of someone, was sleeping soundly with drool drooling under someone's loving gaze. He really wanted to cover his eyes.

I originally came in to check on things, but now it seems I don't need to. I glanced at Yin Han and left.

Nan Sheng slept in the same position the whole time, and when she woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to look up and see Yin Han staring at her without blinking, his expression tense. Startled, she immediately stood up: "Yin Han, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or is something hurting? Tell me, and I'll go call a doctor for you right now."

Nan Sheng's heart jumped again at the thought that Yin Han still had things to do, and she felt completely at a loss.

"Shengbao, Xiaohan is not feeling unwell anywhere. You're just too worried."

Nan Sheng had just turned around when she saw Yang Silin and Li Xiaomei walk in.

"Mom, Grandma Li." Nan Sheng didn't expect Grandma Li to come too; she thought she could keep it a secret from her grandmother.

"Xiaohan, Grandma is here." Li Xiaomei slowly walked forward, gently stroking Yin Han's head, her voice slightly choked with emotion.

Yin Han shook his head.

"Now you should rest well. Grandma will wait for you to come home, okay?" Li Xiaomei did not ask why, did not blame the boy for not telling her, and did not cry. Instead, she gently and kindly patted the back of his hand.

Nan Sheng finally understood why Yin Han was willing to go home with Li Xiaomei back then. Who wouldn't want to be close to such a kind, gentle, and warm old woman?

Yin Han nodded and called out "Grandma" in a hoarse voice. When his gaze fell on Yang Silin, he became visibly nervous. He suddenly dared not look at her, even though they had lived under the same roof for so many years.

There was no other reason than that she was the girl's mother.

"Xiao Han, I'm sorry." Yang Silin walked to Yin Han's hospital bed and said solemnly. If she had been more firm back then, perhaps the boy in front of her wouldn't be like this now.

Yin Han trembled. He didn't know why Yang Silin was apologizing to him. They hadn't wronged him at all. On the contrary, she and Nan Lingtian had carefully nurtured him since he went to the Nan family. It was just that he disappointed them later and coveted their precious child.

He was just wondering if they would think he was an ingrate if they knew he liked their daughter.

Just as Yin Han was about to answer, Nan Sheng interrupted, "Mom, Grandma Li! Why don't you go sit over there? Didn't you bring lunch?"

Yang Silin saw through Nan Sheng's intentions and didn't continue. She handed over the food she had just brought to Nan Sheng.

"Aunt Li, why don't we go back first and come back later?"

Yin Han has just woken up and has some energy. I guess her daughter would rather no one bother her.

"good."

After the two left, Nan Sheng opened the insulated lunchbox that Yang Silin had brought, pulled out the dining table on the bed, and placed it on the table.

After opening the door, Nan Sheng silently rocked the hospital bed. Just as she was about to help Yin Han up, his body stiffened, and he trembled subconsciously.

"Let's eat together, can I feed you?"

As Nan Sheng spoke, she picked up the lunchbox and began feeding people.

Yin Han suddenly lowered his head, his eyes darkening, and shook his head. His hand was not broken.

"What's wrong? Don't you like me touching you?" Something was wrong with him as soon as he woke up. Nan Sheng remembered that when he was unconscious, the doctor said that he didn't want to wake up.

Nan Sheng had many questions she wanted to ask him at this moment.

Why don't you want to wake up? Is it because you have no attachment to this world anymore?

Why did you deliberately hide your injury from her?

Why won't you believe that she really likes him?

...

But she wouldn't ask at this time. She wanted to wait until the boy recovered before communicating with him slowly. Their future was still long, and he couldn't bear everything alone every time something happened.

The boy still didn't answer. He looked at his legs in casts, the bandages on his body, his broken voice, and his muddy appearance. He clearly liked her being by his side, but he was also very afraid.

"Yin Han, can you look at me?"

She wanted to see his eyes, so she could know what he was thinking through his gaze.

Because Yin Han's eyes held everything when he looked at her.

Upon hearing her words, Yin Han instinctively looked up and saw the girl's slightly red eyes. A sense of panic welled up in his heart. His dark eyes were as black as ink, deep and intense.

While he was unconscious, he had one painful dream after another, in which he could only see the girl's disappearing back. So when he woke up and saw her, he asked urgently, "Do you still want me?"

Nan Sheng put down the lunchbox in her hand, reached out and gently cupped Yin Han's face in her hands, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, she nuzzled him and softly called out, "Yin Han..."

Her eyes were full of tenderness.

The boy gave a low "hmm".

"Just remember that Nan Sheng loves you very much right now, and will not leave you or abandon you."

"Right now, our most important thing is to get our health back, okay?"

Perhaps the girl was extremely gentle in both her actions and words, which gradually put the boy's mind at ease.

Looking at the face that haunted his dreams, those pink lips that opened and closed, he wished he could kiss it.

As soon as Yin Han had this thought, Nan Sheng seemed to sense it and gently kissed his dry, thin lips.

"Shall I feed you now?"

A simple "I love you so much" soothed Yin Han's emotions, and the boy remained silent as he gazed at the smiling girl.

Nan Sheng waited patiently for his answer, without the slightest impatience.

Only after he made another "hmm" sound did Nan Sheng happily suck on his lips before he let go.

After calming the person down, Nan Sheng started feeding them.

Yang Silin did not prepare any food. Considering that Yin Han had just woken up and his body could not eat too complicated food right away, she brought nutritious porridge instead.

Nan Sheng fed Yin Han like a child, one bite at a time. Every time Yin Han took a bite, she would tirelessly praise him, saying "Great!"

This made the boy blush; in his memory, the girl had never served anyone.

Now, her actions are perfectly natural, making him feel like she's holding a precious little baby in her palm, cherishing and protecting him, gradually dispelling his unease.