Linfeng immediately supported her.
"Don't move too much. I put something earlier to ease the swelling..." His voice trailed off and his ears reddened.
Xiong Zhi blushed.
"Thanks."
"Here, you must be hungry. I made your favorite soup."
Linfeng slid out a built-in bed table from the side of the bed right before Xiong Zhi's lap and put the food on top.
"It's a bit hot, be careful," Linfeng took a spoonful of soup, blew on it a few times, and put it near her lips. Xiong Zhi took a sip.
After taking a few more spoonfuls of soup, her stomach warmed up.
The dry throat had been moistened and she finally felt like she could talk.
She looked up at Linfeng.
The man was so handsome. He wasn't smiling but his eyes were. His countenance was relaxed compared to the past.
In her eyes, Linfeng was glowing with heart shapes and flowers in the background.
"Linfeng, happy birthday," she said hoarsely while smiling.