Shi Jin smiled. "Okay."
She returned to the hospital ward with the soup.
Fu Heyan was angry and rolled her eyes hard.
Fu Xiuyuan instantly went into a good mood when Shi Jin came and finally sat down on the bed.
Shi Jin looked at Fu Xiuyuan and said briskly. "1 brought you some soup."
"Okay." Fu Xiuyuan's voice sounded somewhat hoarse as he spoke in a slightly higher pitch. "Let's go for dinner after I finish the soup."
Shi Jin hurriedly pressed him down. "The doctor says you need to recuperate and can only eat light food, so there's no need to go out for dinner tonight."
"But..."
"Don't worry about it. You fell sick. I know you didn't mean for it to happen." Shi Jin picked up the bowl of soup with a smile in her eyes. "I will keep you company."
Fu Xiuyuan kept staring at Shi Jin fixedly.
Fu Heyan could not help feeling angry when she saw how obedient he was. She was dying to throw Shi Jin out.
Fu Heyan secretly contemplated what a vixen Shi Jin was. Shi Jin was already great at manipulating Fu Xiuyuan, but she had become better at it and even learned how to talk nicely to him. She had genuinely improved in leaps and bounds’
Fu Heyan reached her hand out to take the soup bowl as
she said, "I'll do it."
Since Shi Jin drank some of this soup right in front of her, she was no longer suspicious of its contents. She held a spoonful of soup by Fu Xiuyuan's mouth.
Fu Xiuyuan said, "I don't want to drink it."
"Why not?" Fu Heyan spoke angrily. "Does it taste like poison if I'm the one feeding you?"
Fu Xiuyuan looked cold as he pursed his lips and refused to drink the soup. Fu Heyan was so infuriated that she wanted to slap his head.
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