Won't you eat your husband's cooking?
Mei Deng huffed, he was alone in his mother's room, watching over her. He had been doing that for the past hour, monitoring her condition. He had a feeling that she wasn't unconscious purely due to exhaustion and wanted to investigate, to come up with a diagnosis.
To achieve this, he even sent out Wang Tengfei and his followers, to obtain maximum concentration.
"This is strange...how come she has these needle marks on the side of her neck? I should take a blood sample..." His speech was cut off by the sound of the door slid open.
"Gege. We've made breakfast, please come join us." Jun Feng announced, walking into the room.
"Who made breakfast?" He asked, raising a brow, if Chunhua wasn't the one who made it, then who else was there?
Speaking of Chunhua, where was she? "Jun Feng?" He called out, the youngster nodded and stepped forward. By this time, Mei Deng had had another bath and draped a light green robe over his shoulders, trying to hide the love marks from his husband.