After waiting for a long time, Feng Churui did not receive a reply. She smiled bitterly, turned around, and staggered out of the ward.
This night, some people did not have the heart to sleep, and some people were suffering.
The next morning, secretary Wu went to Feng Churui’s apartment early in the morning to deliver the chicken soup that his aunt had prepared this morning. When she saw the mayor sitting in the corridor, secretary Wu was shocked!
His beard was loose, his face was Haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. was this person still the elegant and noble mayor who had always been neatly dressed and gentlemanly?
“You’re here.”
When he saw him, Feng Churui stood up, secretary Wu quickly handed over the insulated food box and the breakfast that he had sold. “Mayor, here. This is the chicken soup that aunt had just prepared this morning. This is breakfast, and it’s still warm. Mayor, you should eat more.”
