Zhao Meng spoke in a calm and detached manner.
Fu Yu listened, but still felt that Zhao Meng was only sharing the good news and not the bad.
After peeling an orange, he handed it to Zhao Meng: "From now on, eat an orange and a banana every day. Both of these fruits are great for potassium replenishment; I've checked."
Zhao Meng was touched and took a bite of the orange: "Don't worry, it really isn't a big deal. The doctor prescribed medicine, and I'll just make sure to eat more potassium-rich foods."
Fu Yu asked, "What about Sun Qingning? Why didn't he stay to take care of you?"
Zhao Meng blushed at the thought: "Oh, someone came to see me just now, and since I'm fine, I let him go back to rest."
Fu Yu didn't think much of it. After all, Zhao Meng's dark complexion made it hard to tell when he was blushing.
On the other hand, Zhao Meng was unusually conflicted.
He was both afraid Fu Yu would keep asking, not knowing how to respond right away,
