As Rong Si reached the door, he suddenly stopped and glanced sideways at Han Siye. "What you made isn't suitable for sick people," he said calmly. "It's best if you tried again."
Then he was gone.
Not wanting him to be alone with Su Jiu again, Han Siye had no choice but to give up on the poached eggs and chicken wings he had made. He hurriedly followed Rong Si.
When he returned to Su Jiu's room, Han Siye was relieved to see that Song Xinyan was still sitting by the bed with her.
With Song Xinyan around, Rong Si wouldn't dare to act recklessly!
Although Su Jiu had a cold and fever, she was in good spirits after a nap. Rubbing her dizzy head, she tried her best to smile at the two of them. "You're back!"
When Rong Si saw her smile, his eyes suddenly deepened. He couldn't help but glance at Han Siye from the corner of his eye.
If possible, I want to kick this person out. And Song Xinyan, too.