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"Actually, you don't have to be so reluctant." Sheng Liang looked elsewhere, as if he was talking about the lie she had just told him, but also seemed to be talking about other things.

Qiao Xuan pulled his fingers under the blanket, forcing out a smile: "It's my own problem, it has nothing to do with you."

Whether it was today's matter, or her inability to control the fact that she liked him, it was her own decision. She could not blame him.

Sheng Liang retracted his gaze, looked at her, and did not know what to say for a moment.

It turned out that the duller one's feelings were, the deeper their feelings would be.

Qiao Xuan could not eat, and Sheng Liang had always accompanied her here, unwilling to leave for dinner. Qiao Xuan did not want him to become hungry, so he said to Sheng Liang: "I'm a little hungry, how about you let Qing Qing cook some porridge and send it over."

"Alright." Sheng Liang walked to the side and called Qing Qing.

But they waited for a long time, but Qing Qing did not come. After a while, Luo Jie called Sheng Liang, smiled and said: "Young Master Liang, don't wait, your pot is broken, you can't boil the porridge, think of a way yourself."

Without waiting for Sheng Liang to say anything, Luo Jie had already hung up the phone. Sheng Liang frowned, he knew Luo Jie was giving him another chance.

This kid has been getting more and more presumptuous lately.

But if they didn't come, there was nothing he could do.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xuan looked at Sheng Liang with a face of helplessness, not knowing what had happened.

"There's something at home, Qing Qing can't come." Sheng Liang looked at Qiao Xuan apologetically.

"Then forget it, just listen to the doctor." Qiao Xuan laughed, then said: "You should go eat, don't worry about me."

Sheng Liang did not say anything, but he thought of something and said to Qiao Xuan: "Wait for me for a while." He quickly left the ward.

Qiao Xuan didn't know what he was going to do. She wanted to stop him, but he was already gone.

Qiao Xuan supported himself down from the sickbed and slowly walked to the window. Night had already fallen, and in the Nightless City called Sang City, the nightlife had only just begun.

After waiting for almost two hours, Qiao Xuan thought that Sheng Liang had returned home. Suddenly, the door to the sickroom was pushed open, and Qiao Xuan saw Sheng Liang carrying a thermal container in.

Sheng Liang walked to her side and pulled her back to the sickbed, "What are you standing here for?

Qiao Xuan also didn't say anything, she only looked at him. She really thought that he had left her alone in the hospital.

Fortunately, it wasn't.

Sheng Liang opened the thermal container and scooped out a bowl of porridge. Then he gently stirred the porridge with his spoon: "It's a little hot, be careful when you drink it."

At this time, even if it was a restaurant, there should not be any porridge for sale. Qiao Xuan asked, "Did you run home to get them?"

"No, it's a snack bar on the west side of the street. That boss cheated me to be a laborer, so I came back late." Sheng Liang handed the bowl over to Qiao Xuan, glanced at her injured hand, and then pulled it back, "Let me feed you then."

Even though he said it calmly, Qiao Xuan could roughly guess what it was. That boss's business must be really good, so he agreed to cook porridge for him.

Qiao Xuan's nose felt sour, and her eyes immediately turned red. However, she didn't want to be seen by him, so she hurriedly took the bowl from him and pretended to drink the porridge with her head lowered, letting the heat from the bowl engulf her vision and staining her eyelashes with a layer of mist.