The Zhao Family made it very clear when they were hiring a caretaker, their young master needed to be looked after with utmost care.
The caretaker understood that all they needed to do was treat the young master as delicately as a porcelain doll.
"Miss, would you like some fruit?" the caretaker also asked Su Nanzhi.
Su Nanzhi looked at the fruits in the basket, smiled faintly, "I'd like a pear, thank you."
So the caretaker took an extra pear and went out.
To the place designated for rinsing fruits with warm water.
Hence, the hospital room was left with only Su Nanzhi and Zhao Qingheng.
Zhao Qingheng, "Do you have something to say that you had to send everyone away?"
Su Nanzhi did not answer his question immediately, instead, she asked, "Did it hurt when you fell last night?"
Zhao Qingheng, "?"
What kind of ridiculous question was that?
If it didn't hurt, why would he be lying in a hospital now, does he have nothing better to do?
