Hospital ward.
When Lin Zhiyi woke up, Gong Chen had already left.
After regaining her strength, she got up for some water and just then saw a shadow move at the door.
"Who's there?" she called out.
The door cracked open, and Xiao Jie's head popped in.
"Auntie."
"Stop it." The elder sister pulled Xiao Jie aside and stepped in front of him, pushing the door open and walking in, "Miss, thank you so much this time. I've made some food; I hope you won't mind."
"How could I? Thank you, I'm actually quite hungry," Lin Zhiyi replied, unable to refuse and smiling in acceptance.
The elder sister opened the thermos and poured a bowl of millet porridge, handing over two pancakes as well.
She then carefully packed the remaining food away again.
Lin Zhiyi asked with a hint of suspicion, "Elder sister, you're...?"
"Xiao Jie's father is still in the ICU, we take what we can get," the elder sister said, her eyes reddening.