She might have heated the soup again for nothing.
Ye Shuyun sighed and pushed the soup towards Yi Ling. "You should drink it. By the time she wakes up, the soup won't be good anymore. I'll get the nanny to make a new pot."
"I don't have the appetite for it," said Yi Ling as she put the bowl down. How could she be drinking and eating like a normal person when Huanhuan hasn't touch any food or water for so long? That wasn't something she could do.
"Drink it. Don't let it go to waste," said Ye Shuyun, giving her a pat on the shoulders. She then returned to the side of the bed and guarded Yan Huan silently. At least Yan Huan was still alive, someone she could still protect and worry over. Otherwise, she would really have gone crazy.
The nanny returned to the hospital at noon, with an insulated lunch box in hand.
"I made chicken soup this time. Boiled it for 4 hours. It's nutritious, the perfect food for patients."
