Only then did ye Rong pick up her chopsticks and eat the rice. However, as she ate, she felt a sour feeling in her heart. He had bought this rice with the money he had used to sell his blood. How could she eat it?
However, in the end, she still ate the rice bit by bit. She would remember Zhou Li’s kindness in her heart. She would always remember it in her heart.
When night fell, Yan Huan finally woke up. Zhou Li was busy running errands. He was the man who did all the errands. As soon as he ran out of medicine, he would immediately pull the nurse over. Even if Yan Huan sneezed, he would still go out, he immediately carried the doctor over.
He also bought a lot of snacks for Yan Huan, as well as comic books.
Yan Huan could still eat some snacks, but she felt that it was childish to flip through comic books. However, there was nothing she could do, so she could only flip through these books out of boredom.
