After seeing off Officer Fan and his colleagues, Xia Chu was still steeped in annoyance and anger.
Huo Xiyao had to half-carry, half-support her back to their hospital room.
He then proceeded to arrange for fire pot takeout.
Xia Chu couldn't afford to be angry any longer, "This is a hospital, how can you order fire pot? Think about what the doctors and nurses would say, don't bother them."
Huo Xiyao raised an eyebrow, "Isn't it you, dear Bao'er, who always says nothing can't be solved with a round of fire pot? If there is, then two rounds?" "Seeing how unhappy you are, I'm prepared to order two rounds."
He teased her nose, "Can't you give a smile now?"
Only then did Xia Chu force a fake smile, "Hee... alright, I know my husband is just concerned about me, afraid that I'll get sick from anger. I'll try to adjust and strive not to be angry as soon as possible, okay?"
Huo Xiyao laughed, "Of course, that's good."