Jiang Ming nodded.
Lu Fan took Jiang Yixia by the arm and they left the hospital room.
The hallway was quiet, save for the occasional ringing of a phone from the nurse's station.
The two of them walked side by side, neither saying a word.
Once they were outside the hospital entrance, Lu Fan asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Yixia shook her head. "I don't have an appetite."
"You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite. Your dad isn't well yet. If you collapse, who will take care of him?" Lu Fan's tone was a bit stern.
Jiang Yixia glanced at him but didn't say anything more.
The two sat down at a small diner across the street from the hospital.
Lu Fan ordered a few light dishes: a bowl of congee, a portion of steamed egg, and a plate of green vegetables.
When the food arrived, Jiang Yixia picked up her spoon, took a sip of the congee, and frowned from the heat.
