"I'll do it," Anna hurried forward, taking the ceramic plate with oranges from Jeremy Thompson's hands, while Jeremy simply glanced at her before turning back to the sofa to open his notebook.
Anna sighed inwardly. Actually, there was no need for Jeremy to do this, even if he had admitted to being Chris's boyfriend, he could still go to work at the company. Chris had her and the nurse to take care of him.
However, Chris clearly didn't think so; with a bowl of porridge in his hands, he was already smiling. Seeing Anna approaching, he happily said, "Sister, Brother Thompson said that once my leg is better, he'll take me fishing, play basketball with me, and even take me swimming at the seaside."
"Really?" Seeing Chris so happy, Anna's heart softened. After all, a good mood is key to the healing of wounds.
"Of course, Brother Thompson never lies. He said he would stay with me in the hospital all morning, and indeed, he hasn't gone to work. Brother Thompson always keeps his word."
