Jiang Meili's mocking sneer, Bai Qinghuan's silent tears, it was like a silent showdown. On Shen Han's handsome face, his expression remained indifferent, as unfazed as he had always been.
He said nothing, stepped over to Bai Qinghuan, and placed the nourishing items he had brought on the cabinet.
On the cabinet, there were things Su Shu had sent earlier. Seeing that bag, a clear flicker of loss passed through his detached eyes.
After putting away the items, Shen Han said indifferently, "Focus on recovering, I will take care of the hospital matters. Don't overthink it."
His intention was to tell her not to worry about anything else. Bai Qinghuan looked up at Shen Han's calm face and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
She tried to smile, "Mm! With brother Shen Han here, I won't be afraid. You pulled me through such difficult times; I won't give up!"
