"You've gotten yourself into the hospital because of it, so eat up and don't let yourself down," Lan Ruowei said seriously.
Shen Yibei: "..."
Could he strangle her?
"Hurry up and eat, don't waste..."
Lan Ruowei didn't finish her sentence because Shen Yibei's expression was too frightening.
"Hmph."
Shen Yibei snorted lightly and grabbed the chopsticks, aggressively eating the spicy noodles as if it was an enemy instead of a delicious meal.
"Isn't it delicious?"
Lan Ruowei laughed quietly.
After a few bites, Shen Yibei couldn't eat anymore and tossed the chopsticks aside: "I'm done."
"Not to your taste? I'll go buy something else for you."
Lan Ruowei's attitude was extraordinarily accommodating.
"Are you deaf? I said I'm done eating, now get out." Shen Yibei was really irritated, especially with the fiery pain on his right leg every time it moved even slightly.
"Oh."
