The porridge bowl in his hand was quite hot, so Camellia smiled from time to time seeing how Alexander was trying hard to keep calm and jumbled the bowl from one hand to the other.
"Here…" She tapped on the small table beside the bed, "You can put it here." with her remaining smile, she moved near him to make it easier for him to feed her.
He shook his head, saying he was fine holding it. He pursed his lips straight forming a feeble smile before informing her about what he heard from the doctor fifteen minutes earlier. "The doctor said you can be discharged tomorrow. They checked all of your bones and fortunately there was no broken or crack found." He said while feeding her another spoonful of porridge.
"Thank God." She said with a full mouth. "To tell you honestly, I hate this year."
