Zhuo Shaoqing couldn't help raising an eyebrow, "She's in the ward, and I'm outside buying her fruit..."
Mu Zisu's temple suddenly twitched, "Which hospital?"
Zhuo Shaoqing's peach blossom eyes suddenly narrowed, then he hooked his lips slightly, "First People's Hospital..."
After Zhuo Shaoqing had given Mu Zisu the detailed address, he smiled with a somewhat cryptic meaning, "Her boss seems to really care about her..." Then, he walked to the hospital carrying a big bag of fruit.
Na Xiaoxiao was lying on the hospital bed in a daze when Zhuo Shaoqing walked in carrying a big bag of things.
"Xiaoxiao...what fruit do you like to eat?" Zhuo Shaoqing naturally shifted from calling her Miss Na to Xiaoxiao.
Na Xiaoxiao seemed a bit unaccustomed to the change, but couldn't really object, so she simply spit out two words, "Anything..."
Zhuo Shaoqing walked over to her bedside, teasingly said, "There is no fruit called 'anything'..."