"Han Che, make do with it tonight. I'll find you something to eat first!"
"Tell me what you want to eat."
Han Che had woken up for a while, but he hadn't eaten much.
The doctor said that Han Che must have a good rest now.
Paying attention to diet was also a part of it.
"I will eat whatever you like!" Han Che smiled faintly, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yao. It seemed that he meant that he would like everything as long as it was brought by you.
Song Yao rolled her eyes at him.
How could he still be in the mood to joke with her even though he was badly injured?
However, Song Yao didn't say anything more because of his injury.
She'd better find something and let Han Che eat as soon as possible.
When Song Yao was about to get up and go out, the door was pushed open before she could put her hand on the doorknob.
Elder Ms. Han stood there angrily.
After taking a glance at Song Yao, she looked at Han Che.
She pushed Song Yao away and stood in front of Han Che.