Nie Beilou was driven away by his own disciple and son-in-law.
Ruan Qi watched her master leave in anger, swallowed the last spoonful of lean meat porridge, and let out a satisfied burp.
"Surviving a calamity, now enjoying delicacies, what bliss!~"
The young girl contentedly narrowed her eyes, like a kitten that had just been fed, soft and lazy as she sprawled on the bed, radiating a languid and comfortable aura.
Xi Jiu smiled dotingly, tenderly ruffling her hair.
"Baby, lie down, I'll go wash some fruit."
"Okay~" Ruan Qi said obediently, "Thank you, Jiujiu!~"
Xi Jiu kissed her forehead, then turned and nodded at Cheng Jinyan, who was seated in a wheelchair, before taking the fruit into the bathroom.
The hospital room fell quiet once again.
Ruan Qi's gaze drifted from Xi Jiu's back to Cheng Jinyan.
Cheng Jinyan pushed his glasses up, his light gaze circling her pale face, a ripple forming deep within his narrow and long black eyes.
