This is the first time I've ever heard of this.
Today is different from yesterday; the two bodyguards standing at the door have been removed.
Su Yan knocked on the door.
"It's me, Su Yan."
The people inside didn't speak or make a sound.
She pushed open the door and went inside.
Bo Feng leaned against the hospital bed, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.
His complexion remained weak.
However, he seemed to be in better spirits than yesterday.
Bo Feng glanced at Su Yan a few times with an expressionless face.
Then look away.
Su Yan placed the fruit basket on the table.
Speaking
Are you feeling better?
Bo Feng's voice was stiff.
"He won't die."
This was the first time I had spoken to her since the car accident.
His tone was icy cold.
Su Yan didn't say anything more, she just sat there with him.
The nurses come in every hour to take my temperature and check on my condition.
Every time I come in, I feel that the temperature in this ward is getting colder and colder.
Su Yan remained silent, as did Bo Feng.
Because Bo Feng was receiving intravenous nutrition, he didn't feel hungry even if he stayed there all day.
But Su Yan is normal; she gets hungry around mealtimes.
I checked the time; it was already midnight.
She stood up and spoke.
"Would you like to eat?"
Not hungry
His lips uttered cold, icy words.
Su Yan nodded and walked out.
He knew she had gone to eat.
I know I'll be back soon.
But as soon as she left, I started to feel irritated.
No, it's irritability.
My temper flared up instantly.
Even though he tried to hold back, his gaze kept drifting towards the doorway.
Let's see if she's back.
An hour has passed.
She hasn't come back yet.
Bo Feng pursed his lips, his face icy cold.
Two hours passed, and she still hadn't returned.
Bo Feng's expression began to turn somewhat unpleasant.
Two and a half hours later, Su Yan returned.
She carried a bowl of millet porridge and walked up to Bo Feng.
Then, I gently placed it by the bedside.
Speaking
"The nurse said you can drink this."
Bo Feng glanced at the millet porridge on the table.
Then look at Su Yan; she neither said it was good nor bad.
He was still angry because she was so late in coming home.
Su Yan had no idea what he was thinking.
I noticed he didn't refuse, and then I saw his hand was in a cast.
She then picked up the millet porridge, held the spoon, and fed it to his lips.
Bo Feng froze at Su Yan's action.
They completely forgot about how angry they had just been.
His eyes were fixed on Su Yan, his lips still pursed.
Su Yan was very serious
"Drinking this is good for your health."
After a long while, Bo Feng snorted and then opened his mouth.
The moment he opened his mouth, the base of his ears turned bright red.
Is she trying to get me to forgive her?
Don't think that feeding him this will make you forgive her for deceiving you.
She's married to him, yet she's flirting with other men. He'll leave her alone for a while, letting her clearly realize her mistake.
Thinking this, her ears turned even redder.
He drank the millet porridge that Su Yan fed him, sip by sip.
Xiaohua spoke up.
"Ding dong, the male lead's affection level has increased by 5, currently at 64."
Xiao Hua clicked her tongue in delight.
The host fed him two mouthfuls of porridge, and the favorability rating went up?
As expected, the host is awesome!!
Su Yan stayed here for three days in a row.
They arrive early every day and leave very late.
He would eat whenever she fed him.
But he still seemed cold and unfriendly, as if he didn't want to talk to her.
For three days, the two of them had barely exchanged more than ten sentences.
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