Mrs. Ji was already upset because her precious daughter was in trouble. Now Aunt Min brought Ji Zhinan, whom she disliked, in front of her. Wasn't she deliberately making things worse for her?

Aunt Min spoke again quickly, her voice particularly loud, as if she was afraid that Ji Zhinan couldn't hear her.

"Our eldest daughter is suffering in the hospital, so why should the second daughter enjoy herself at home? She has to take care of the eldest daughter. She is her sister, so whatever the second daughter does is her duty!"

Hearing this, Madam Ji sneered disdainfully: "Who does she think she is? Don't hurt Xia Xia by being so clumsy!"

Ji Zhinan sat leisurely on the chair beside them, leaning back, crossing his legs, and looking at them with a half-smile.

There is a saying that goes: Don't hit a smiling person. No matter what Aunt Min and Madam Ji said, Ji Zhinan always had a smiling face, not angry or nitpicking, which made it impossible for the two to find fault.

Finally, Mrs. Ji gritted her teeth and cursed "shameless" and continued to work.

Ji Zhixia had been lying in bed for several days and was very dirty. Mrs. Ji had to wipe her body with a hot towel every few days.

Seeing Mrs. Ji taking action, Aunt Min hurried to get a towel.

Although two people worked together, Ji Zhixia had too many burns on her body, so they had to avoid the wounds and wipe them carefully. They were exhausted after only half of the work.

On the contrary, Ji Zhinan was sitting there peeling oranges and eating them, looking very leisurely.

They were working hard here, but Ji Zhinan was enjoying herself. Seeing her idle appearance, Mrs. Ji felt very unbalanced and scolded her coldly: "Your sister is in such a state, and you only know how to eat, drink and be lazy. Can't you come and help?"

Ji Zhinan stuffed the last orange slice into his mouth, stretched, and said while chewing: "Mom just said that I'm clumsy and can't do anything. If I accidentally touch my sister's wound, then Mom will be the one who feels sad."

She looked so innocent, with an attitude of "I'm not lazy, I'm just thinking about my sister", which left people speechless.

Ji Zhinan had a faint smile on his face, but his expression was insincere.

Let her take care of Ji Zhixia?

Forget it, she will not be able to help but strangle that green tea girl to death.

“…” Ji Zhinan’s words made Mrs. Ji’s heart tremble.

Ji Zhinan, this damn girl, is really not a careful person. Xia Xia's doctor told her not to touch the wound, as bacterial infection is very serious. If Ji Zhinan clumsily inflames the wound, it will be too late to regret it.

Mrs. Ji decisively stopped causing trouble for Ji Zhinan.

Seeing that Mrs. Ji's gaze had shifted away from him, Ji Zhinan yawned again and his eyes fell on the thermal box on the table.

When you open the lid of the thermal box, the aroma of chicken soup hits your nose.

Ji Zhinan lowered his head and sniffed. The chicken soup was well cooked and filled with fragrance. Just smelling it made one's appetite grow.

He took out the bowl that came with the thermos box, poured himself a bowl very consciously, and drank it in one gulp.

Aunt Min heard some noise over here and smelled the aroma of chicken soup. She turned around and saw Ji Zhinan was already drinking his second bowl.

Her face changed drastically, and she quickly shouted, "Second Miss, what are you doing!"

Ji Zhinan's lips were shiny and he looked at Aunt Min innocently: "Drink chicken soup."

"That's what I prepared for the young lady!"

Ji Zhinan silently glanced at Ji Zhixia, who was lying on the hospital bed and had not yet woken up, with a calm expression.

"oh."