Listening to Wen Qiao’s energetic voice, Fu Jinghen finally felt so relief, but hearing her sobbing welts, he felt his heart being wrenched again, "I’m coming right away, just wait a bit longer."
"Are you coming empty-handed?"
"......."
"What would you like to eat?" Fu Jinghen asked.
"Actually, I don’t have much of an appetite...." Wen Qiao sniffed, "But I think I need to nourish myself. When you co, bring so crab roe soup dumplings, pan-fried dumplings, grilled durian, Napoleon pastries, and mousse cake—Sister Yao?"
Wen Qiao was thinking about what to order using her injury as an excuse when she saw the door to the ward open, and her voice suddenly turned a corner, "Sister Yao? You got here so quickly?"
Jiang Yao was in the city next to Hang City. After receiving the call from Ye Shengnan, she hurried back and heard Wen Qiao cheerfully naming dishes over the phone. The anxiety she had been harboring finally dissipated, and she lifted her chin toward the girl lying in the hospital bed, "If I hadn’t hurried, I would have missed your food ordering session."
"......" Wen Qiao blinked, "But I’m injured, I need to eat sothing good to recover."
Jiang Yao waved a resigned hand, "Whatever you want."
After entering the ward, she noticed Ye Shengnan sitting on the sofa. She paused for a mont, then smiled and extended her hand, "Brother Ye, I really want to thank you this ti, troubling you again."
"No problem, it was no trouble at all." Ye Shengnan stood up from the sofa to shake her fair and slender hand, "If you feel bad about it, just treat to a al."
"......."
Wen Qiao on the hospital bed paused when she heard this, and glanced over at them.
Tsk.
This Ye Shengnan.
He’s got sothing going for him.
Ye Shengnan had always taken good care of Wen Qiao during filming, and this ti he had helped get Wen Qiao to the hospital. Moreover, Ye Shengnan was Jiang Yao’s idol, so she wouldn’t shirk for both emotion and reason, "A al is definitely owed, and thanks must be given."
She glanced at Wen Qiao on the hospital bed, then turned around with a helpless expression, "Thanks to your regular care for Qiaoqiao, I wouldn’t have dared to leave to talk business so assuredly, even with Xiao Chu here. I really don’t know how to repay this favor."
"No need—"
"What’s there not to know." Wen Qiao, while on the phone with Fu Jinghen, was paying attention to their conversation, feeling that Jiang Yao’s words sounded sowhat insincere and alienated. She couldn’t help intervene, "You could offer yourself in marriage, as my debt repaynt. After all, Senior Ye is single, and his fans are already concerned about his marital issues."
"......"
There was a mont of silence in the ward.
Jiang Yao’s smile suddenly froze at the corners of her mouth as she slowly turned her head.
Xiao Chu, who had been playing the role of an invisible person, spoke for the first ti since Jiang Yao entered the ward, "Sister Yao, calm down. We can’t lay hands on her in her current state; otherwise, it would be bullying a disabled person."
Jiang Yao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pointed at Wen Qiao, "You’d best know the aning of ’quit while you’re ahead,’ because if you don’t, once you’re discharged, you won’t be able to escape a beating."
Wen Qiao covered her mouth and nodded like a pecking chicken, then told Fu Jinghen on the phone, "That’ll be enough, just a little of each is fine."
After Fu Jinghen responded affirmatively, she hung up the phone, placed her hands flat on the bedding, and adopted the role of the obedient child.
Jiang Yao didn’t quite dare to look at Ye Shengnan’s expression at the mont.
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