Sheng Jianan didn't say anything more, instructing Qiao Zi to drive back to Shengshi Group.
The news of Tang Yanqi's injury never got back; Mrs. Zhang didn't know, and naturally, Mr. Sheng didn't know either.
Her roommates came to the hospital again at dusk, Bai Xue holding takeout boxes in her hands. As she opened them, the rich aroma of fish soup filled the room once more.
Compared to before, Tang Yanqi was already much better. Her head was still a little heavy, but she wasn't as dizzy as before. Qi Cheng sat by the bed, talking to Tang Yanqi about some things happening at school, while Bai Bing and Bai Xue poured out the fish soup and slowly fed it to Tang Yanqi: "Tangtang, drink a little more."
The fish soup bought from outside certainly wasn't as fresh and delicious as what Qiao Zi had brought before, but Tang Yanqi didn't mind.
"Tangtang, didn't you tell your parents about your injury?"
