Supper

Zhao Zhan's mind was filled with many thoughts.

He propped his arms on one side of the bed and calmed his breathing before saying, "You must be hungry since you haven't eaten all day. I'll go get some food and bring it over. It's cold outside. You should lie down in the blanket to keep warm."

Zhao Zhan said as he got out of bed, put on his outer robe, and adjusted the fire to make it burn more vigorously before leaving the room.

"You're awake?"

Madam Qin had stayed in the kitchen to look after the boiling soup. When she saw Zhao Zhan enter, she got up and was about to get him a bowl. "I'm worried that something might happen if no one was looking after the soup."

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it. "

"Have you and Doctor Sun eaten yet?"

"Don't worry about us. What about you?"

"Madam Qin, you should go back to your room to rest. You look tired, you probably haven't had a good rest these past two days. I'll take care of things here.