Granny greeted Mo Ran while arranging the food on the table.
A small dining table was set up on the bed, with chicken soup and dishes all neatly placed on it.
"Here, let me feed you," said Gu Yixuan as he carefully scooped up a spoonful of rice and brought it to her lips.
"No need, I can eat by myself." Mo Ran reached out, but he avoided her hand.
"The doctor said you're fairly weak and need good care for a while to avoid any mishaps. From now on, you don't need to do anything, just focus on recuperating," he insisted.
"Yes, Miss Mo, just concentrate on getting better," Granny said with a smile.
Mo Ran felt that no matter how weak she was, she couldn't possibly be so frail as to not even have the strength to hold a spoon.
"But I can still eat by myself."
"No," Gu Yixuan flatly rejected her statement, "from now on, let me feed you when you eat."
"Won't I become an invalid then?" She couldn't even eat by herself.