During the few days that Shi Jing had been hospitalized, the Shi family had not shown their faces at all.
Zhu Wen, who was standing by the bed and staring at Shi Jing, fell into deep thought.
Shi Jing carefully looked up from the bowl of porridge and stole a glance at the man's expression. She remembered that the nurse had said that this person often came to the hospital to see her. Although he only stayed for a while before leaving, he should still care about her, right?
For the last bit of hope in her heart, she slowly put down her bowl and chopsticks, pursed her lips, and coquettishly said, "Thank you for saving me. How should I repay you?"
The expressionless Zhu Wen sneered. He suddenly wanted to see how long this woman would continue acting. "While you were unconscious, I contacted the Shi family."
