Being able to eat is already a good thing.
Zhuang Xiyue had originally been keeping watch in the ward, but the pressure coming off her own son was so low and frightening that she really couldn't take it anymore and slipped out. Fortunately, this whole floor was VIP, so it was very quiet to begin with. Taking Zhuang Xiyue's identity into consideration, Liang Wenwan had directly booked the entire floor, and even had Zhuang Fanxing's ward moved over, right next to Yun Ya's room.
