Anning Hospital, VIP ward of the hepatobiliary department.
After a few days of rest, Qin Zhaoyang's condition has improved significantly. Although he can't move around yet, his overall complexion and mental state have made great strides.
Seeing Chu Xinning coming in from outside, he immediately handed her an orange that he had already peeled and segmented.
"You're the patient, and you still have to take care of me?" Chu Xinning glared at him with reproach, but despite her complaint, she sat down by the bed, used a fork to pick up a piece of orange, and brought it to her mouth, then smiled at him, "I made some dumplings to bring over, that's why it took a while!"
Saying this, she got up to open a safe, took out some dumplings into a bowl, and handed it to him.
Qin Zhaoyang held the bowl, tasted one, and immediately praised its deliciousness.
