"Let's not talk about her anymore. Are you hungry?"
"I am hungry." This time Han Yi answered swiftly, probably because he really was hungry.
Lin Wan didn't dawdle and quickly got up to grab the lunchbox from the bedside. "I asked the cafeteria to make some snow fungus porridge. Let me go check if it's done."
"Okay."
Lin Wan came back with a bowl of snow fungus porridge, a bun, and a side dish.
The bun and side dish were for herself, considering Han Yi was in a coma for a few days and should eat light food.
The thick porridge was well-cooked, with lots of red dates added.
"Open your mouth, have a taste." Lin Wan sat at the edge of the bed, gently blowing on the porridge, carefully feeding it to Han Yi.
This made Han Yi smile, "Silly, my leg is injured, not my hand." He said as he took the bowl, ate a spoonful himself, and then fed Lin Wan a spoonful.
"Hurry and eat, I can do it myself."
