When Stephen looked at Zayla's bandaged hand and neck, he furrowed.
"Who said you were unharmed? You are injured."
"Stephen, I suffered skin trauma. I don't feel any pain at all. What about you? Does your shoulder still hurt?"
Zayla's words made Stephen frown even more. He held his shoulder that had just undergone the surgery and took a deep breath...
"It hurts. It's not convenient to eat soup," as he spoke, Stephen picked up the spoon with great difficulty.
"I'll feed you."
Zayla quickly picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful of soup, blew lightly, and then brought it to Stephen's mouth.
When Scarlet saw this scene, an idea that she had never thought of before appeared in her mind.
She didn't know if she was thinking right or wrong, and she didn't know if she should ask clearly or let it develop...
Just as she was hesitating, Theodore entered the ward.