"After you finish eating, I'll give you a massage!" Zhang Yantong served a bowl of congee to Ye Chen, then personally fed him. With every spoonful of congee, Zhang Yantong would blow on it twice, then test the temperature. If it was too hot, she would keep blowing. It was truly meticulous care. Ye Chen felt a slight warmth in his heart and after finishing a bowl of congee, he felt as if he was filled with strength.
"Thank you, Tongtong!" Ye Chen said gratefully.
"It's nothing! How are you feeling, do you want more?" Zhang Yantong smiled faintly. For her, as long as Ye Chen was okay, she was willing to pay any price, even sacrificing her own life.
"No need, help me outside for a walk!" Ye Chen looked at Zhang Yantong.
"Okay!" Zhang Yantong nodded.
