Lu Mingfei held her hand, "Mom is fine. Second Uncle came to check, her pulse is calm, she hasn't woken up yet. When she wakes up, she'll definitely tell you."
Su Ningyan was afraid she wouldn't be able to eat when she woke up, so she kept the soup warm.
"Daughter, have some soup, okay?"
"Alright, thank you, Mom."
An An didn't have much appetite; her wounds still hurt, but she wanted to recover quickly.
So she could take care of Madame Lu and lessen her sense of guilt.
She never knew that's how her kidney came to be.
If possible, she'd willingly exchange her life for Madame Lu's health.
Lu Mingfei carefully supported her, Zhuo Junyue slowly adjusted the bed to a higher position.
Su Ningyan fed her the soup, little by little. After drinking half a bowl, Su Ningyan noticed her appetite was relatively good.
"An An, Mom asked the kitchen to make bird's nest porridge. Could you have a few bites and then sleep, okay?"
"Okay, Mom, I'll eat."
