She didn't speak, holding the bowl in her left hand with the back of her hand pressed against her thigh, her right hand shakily lifted a spoonful of the food to her mouth.
Her body was still very weak, and her hand holding the spoon trembled.
After struggling to take two bites, she put down the spoon, "I won't eat anymore."
"Finish it!" Ya Shitian commanded in a cold voice.
"I can't eat anymore," Ye Anqi said, trying to place the bowl on the small table beside the bed.
Ya Shitian snatched it away in one motion, scooping a large spoonful and stuffing it into her mouth, "If you can't eat, then force it down!"
Ye Anqi frowned; she felt like vomiting but couldn't, so she was forced to swallow the food.
As Ya Shitian forced the second spoonful toward her, she turned her head away, "I said I can't eat."
"I said force it down!"
"You, this person, uh..." The spoon suddenly stuffed into her mouth.
Ye Anqi realized that he was deliberately teasing her.
