"When the weather gets colder, don't wear such thin clothes."
Luo Haofeng placed Qiao Siyi's hand under the blanket and extended his own hand to take the water cup beside him for a drink.
"I know."
Qiao Siyi gently nodded, never opposing anything Luo Haofeng said.
The door of the ward was pushed open from outside, and the special nursing assistant came in holding a jacket, followed by Luo Haofeng's father, Luo Rongbin.
Seeing Qiao Siyi sitting by the bed with both hands still under the blanket, and Luo Haofeng with a gentle expression, as if the two were having a conversation.
He smiled kindly, carrying a stainless steel thermos to the bedside, "Ah Feng, I've asked Aunt to make soup for you."
"Dad, you could've had someone deliver it. There was no need for you to come yourself."
Luo Haofeng glanced at the thermos in Luo Rongbin's hand and said calmly.
Qiao Siyi politely greeted, "Uncle."
"I had some matters to discuss with you, so I came over."
