Congratulations

Shen Fanxing sat up.

She breathed deeply, feeling…

She reckoned that she wouldn't recover from this illness quickly.

"Sorry for occupying your bed."

"Don't be sorry. It'll be yours sooner or later."

She was speechless…

Bo Jinchuan stood up, his head feeling heavy.

His lips curled upward.

This illness allowed him to achieve whatever he wanted.

"Come on, let's go down for lunch."

"Okay."

They didn't have much appetite for lunch.

Aunt Zhang was despondent.

"Why did the two of you fall sick one after the other?"

"Both of you don't have big appetites to begin with, but now… the sight of the both of you eating makes the farmers who grow these crops anxious."

Aunt Zhang's former comment left Shen Fanxing embarrassed.

Bo Jinchuan's eyes reflected a warm smile as he admired the woman calmly.

How could Shen Fanxing miss Bo Jinchuan's gaze? She gave him a nonchalant look.

"Cough…"