"Fengchang..."
Li Fengchang walked over, slightly bent down, and enveloped her fingers in his palm. "How do you feel?"
"Still okay, just no strength."
"Mhm," he nodded, afraid she would overthink, he added, "The doctor said it's caused by overexertion, you've strained yourself."
Mi Shen's lips curled into a faint smile, pitifully, "So much blood lost, how many delicious things must I eat to replenish it."
Her pale little face, lips pursed, her big eyes blinking at him, she looked quite pitiable.
Li Fengchang couldn't help but raise his hand to gently rub her head, "Sounds like you're hungry?"
"Mhm," she pursed her lips and nodded earnestly.
Li Fengchang's lips curved into a warm smile, "What would you like to eat?"
"I don't want anything, just Fengchang's special meal for a patient."
Don't think she's unambitious, it's just that the patient meal Fengchang makes is her favorite food. Unique in this world, second to none.