He fed her, and she ate.
Her eyes remained downcast, her expression slightly vacant as she opened her mouth, swallowed, and said nothing.
She was probably really starving; she finished the whole bowl of soup without throwing up a bit.
After finishing the soup, a doctor came over for a check-up.
Since it was an obstetric check-up, Li Fengchang found it inconvenient to stay, so he squeezed Mi Shen's hand and said, "I will be outside; call me if you need anything."
Mi Shen nodded gently, lips constantly pursed.
From last night until now, she had hardly spoken a word.
She didn't ask him any questions, nor did she vent in any way, being so quiet that it was unsettling.
The curtain was drawn around the bed, and Li Fengchang stood at the door but did not go out. His gaze was fixed on the deep blue curtain, his expression unusually tense.
Mi Shen lay down and closed her eyes, allowing the doctor to examine her.
