820: He feeds a bite, she eats a bite.

The next day, Hong Xiangjun came to visit Dong Huiying and found her sitting on the bed while Liang Haoming was kneeling on one knee behind her, carefully combing her hair with a wooden comb.

"Huh?" Hong Xiangjun blinked her eyes. It seemed that lately, Lady Xiao Dong had been very self-sufficient, never needing anyone else to take care of her. More often, it was she who took care of her husband.

The little wife seemed a bit helpless.

When Hong Xiangjun entered, Liang Haoming didn't even glance at her as he focused entirely on combing his wife's hair, though he looked clumsy but was very careful, fearing he might hurt her scalp.

After nervously finishing combing her hair, he tied it up at the back of her neck with a strip of cloth.

Then, he got off the bed first and lifted his wife, setting her down on a small stool.

He fetched some water and, using a cloth, gently dabbed her face and hands with it.

His care was meticulous, the service he provided was almost exhaustive.