Fu Cheng was well aware of his condition.
The Military Hospital had been unable to do anything for his injuries. Sending him back to the Fu Family was essentially their way of saying he should live out his final days in the warmth of his family, so as not to waste medical resources.
He had long since been deemed incurable, his name written on Death's list.
Yet Shen Lu hadn't abandoned him. Instead, she was slowly healing him.
So much so that he could now manage a slight movement with his left hand. A change like that was enough to give him confidence.
'I will get better.'
Failing to eat by himself today hadn't discouraged him in the slightest.
Seeing his calm expression, devoid of anger or frustration, Shen Lu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She took the spoon. "I'll just feed you today."
Fu Cheng cooperatively finished his dinner. Shen Lu was very pleased that he hadn't thrown a tantrum over his failed attempt to eat on his own.
