She lifted the bed's tray table, placing the plain congee on it before opening the package. The congee was still steaming hot, and its fragrant rice aroma immediately stirred Si Wen's appetite.
"No wonder I felt so weak—I hadn't eaten anything! But I'm feeling much better now. This won't happen again, hehe," she chirped.
Lin Xi said nothing. She silently took out a small bowl and ladled some of the congee into it, waiting patiently for it to cool to a comfortable temperature before carefully feeding it to Si Wen.
Throughout this, Xue Yang and Xue Xing remained tacitly silent. Someone had to rein her in. Otherwise, what would they do if a situation like this happened again?
After eating about half a bowl of congee, Si Wen's spirits visibly lifted. Feeling her energy return, she continued trying to explain herself to Lin Xi.
