Jiang Chenyue couldn't bear to see her go hungry and immediately got up from the bed, both concerned and worried as she complained, "Why haven't you eaten at this late hour? What if you hurt your stomach? And Li Shengxiao, what about him, hasn't he been looking after you?"
Rong Yan only wanted her to eat something and didn't expect her actions would inadvertently implicate someone innocent. She quickly stepped in to explain, "He's been looking after me; it's just that I didn't want to eat myself."
"Really?" Jiang Chenyue seemed doubtful, but unable to bear her going hungry, she forced herself up despite her frail condition, furrowing her brows, and holding Yan's hand, "Girls can't skip meals. Come, I'll take you to get something to eat."
Rong Yan noticed she was only wearing a hospital gown, a thin layer that wouldn't fend off the cold weather outside.
"Mrs. Jiang, hold on a second," she stopped Jiang Chenyue and turned to run inside.
