"Find out as quickly as possible," Fan Er said.
"Understood."
Fan Er had a feeling that something interesting was happening.
While there was intense competition on one side, the hospital atmosphere was warm and cozy.
Ye Ranran had practically put everything on hold just to be by Jun Mochan's side every day.
She poured tea, fetched water, wiped his face, and gave him massages.
She did everything, whether it needed doing or not.
Seeing her running up and down, Jun Mochan's eyes showed his distress: "You should rest a bit."
"It's fine, I'm just hanging up your clothes."
Jun Mochan had a mild obsession with cleanliness, and his clothes needed to be changed daily.
To make things easier, Ye Ranran had a washing machine installed in the room. Fortunately, the bathroom was large enough to fit two washing machines.
No caregivers were hired at the hospital, and no servants were arranged, so Ye Ranran handled these tasks personally.
