The Nan family's current situation suddenly appeared in front of Murong Qiao, and she finally understood why Nan Xuan looked so weak.
Murong Qiao pursed her lips and shifted her gaze from her cell phone to Nan Xuan.
She didn't know what was wrong with this person. His life was already like this, but he still cared about delivering food to her every day.
Nan Xuan didn't look like he was about to wake up. Murong Qiao's stomach growled twice, urging her to go to the kitchen.
She was not very talented in cooking. She originally wanted to order takeout, but considering that there was still a "patient", Murong Qiao placed the ingredients according to the tutorial and chose the simplest porridge.
"Glug, glug—"
The rice cooker made a sound. Murong Qiao stared at the countdown displayed on the pot, her thoughts spinning.
She recalled the description in the information which said that Nan Xuan had become a different person.
