Jin Zixuan stood nearby, watching their interaction with quiet contentment. This was what his father had needed for so long.
"I'm much better now," Zhou Yuxi assured him with a bright smile. "And hopefully, I'll be discharged before noon. I really hate hospitals."
She wrinkled her nose at the sterile smell, the constant beeping of machines, and the uncomfortable bed.
Mu Yunchen, who had moved to sit on the couch near the window, pulled over a stack of files Li Feng had brought. He settled in to work, giving them privacy while still remaining close enough to intervene if needed.
He trusted Jin Chengyu and Zixuan more than the rest of the Jin family, but trust only extended so far. He can't leave her side even for a minute.
"Oh... Have you eaten breakfast yet?" Jin Chengyu asked, his eyes scanning her face with worry.
He could tell she'd already eaten, there was color in her cheeks, and she didn't look as pale as he'd feared. If he'd known, he wouldn't have brought the soup.
