While Ah Wan was making her fourth trip to the bathroom, Shuangxi's "mom" Zhou Xufang finally arrived.
She wore a fluffy hat and her black down jacket wrapped her from head to toe.
"Are you feeling better?"
As soon as Jiang Zhi heard the voice, he turned around immediately, the corner of his mouth curved for a second before he suppressed it, and he looked at the door instead of her: "No."
She was still carrying big and small packages.
Ah Wan took the initiative to take the items: "Miss Zhou, what are these?"
"Health supplements."
Ah Wan counted them, a total of eight boxes: "Are they all for my boss?"
Yes, he asked knowingly on purpose.
Zhou Xufang touched the pompom on her wool hat and nodded.
Jiang Zhi sat up from the hospital bed. He was particular, disliking the hospital's sick clothes for being unclean, and wore pajamas instead. His misty blue short hair was tousled and a strand stood up on his forehead.
In this state, he had no aggressiveness at all.