Jiang Zhixun thought Shen Qingqing didn't want to talk to him anymore and was surprised when she suddenly softened her attitude.
He wasn't hungry.
But he feared that if he said so, Qingqing would leave.
He looked up in her direction, "Hungry."
Shen Qingqing said again, "Then I'll go ask the doctor if there's anything to be aware of first."
It was said that when she had a car accident in the Northwest, it was Jiang Zhixun who took care of her.
This time... she'll repay the favor.
Shen Qingqing thought.
Jiang Zhixun didn't want her to leave, but couldn't find an excuse.
The more clingy he was, the more likely he'd push her away...
During the quiet gap, Shen Qingqing had already left the ward.
The warm scent still lingered in the air, but her footsteps were growing distant.
Maybe sick people are more susceptible to vulnerability; Jiang Zhixun suddenly felt a bit aggrieved.
She left him alone in the ward, was she really that assured?
