Yan Lan's eyes widened in an instant, her face full of surprise, "Added, added so much! Brother will definitely like it!"
It had been a long time since Yan Ming consistently refused to eat.
Not to mention snacks, even the three meals a day felt like they were merely being dealt with.
Now that he actually wanted double-skin milk, could her brother finally be recovering?
Holding the Mango Pomelo Sago, Yan Lan was overjoyed, hopping and skipping toward Gu Yan's hospital room.
She had been there once before and still remembered the location.
The gap between the VIP ward and the regular ward was more than just a little.
Even though Yan Lan had seen it once, she couldn't help but be astounded.
There were guards at the door of Gu Yan's room. When they saw Yan Lan coming, they stepped forward to stop her: "Who are you looking for?"
The burly bodyguard was intimidating, and with the usual prim and proper Wen Qing absent, Yan Lan was quite frightened.