Looking at the mess inside the hospital room, Chen Mengying immediately guessed what had happened.
Of course, when she came in, she didn't spare a glance at anyone else, directly bringing the cooked fish soup to Xiaofan's bedside.
Spoonful by spoonful, she filled the bowl, ignoring the gazes of others, blew on the hot soup on the spoon, and brought it to Xiaofan's mouth.
"I'll do it myself..."
That was fine. Xiaofan didn't plan to pay any more attention to those on the ground, slowly savoring the delicious fish soup.
The previously arrogant members of Yanhuang Soul had given in. Originally, they didn't consider this Ye Xiaofan to be anything special, as most of the stories about him were just rumors. But unexpectedly, today he didn't even utter a word, yet everyone was subdued.
"What are you standing there dumbfounded for? Are you here to invite or to arrest?" Li San impatiently questioned.
