Mrs. Hastings is very relieved, this is good.
At least Fiona still has a friend by her side now.
"It's good to have a strong relationship, Nia Mitchell really cares, taking such good care of you and chatting with you. Isn't she supposed to be working?"
Mrs. Hastings has learned a little about Nia Mitchell over the past couple of days.
"Yes."
Fiona smiles and sends Nia Mitchell a message.
"This morning, the nanny at home just made some old hen chicken soup, very nutritious, here, you should drink a little."
Mrs. Hastings ladles a small bowl of chicken soup from the thermos.
"The doctor said your body is weak now, so you should not consume too much nourishment at once, it has to be gradual, so just drink a little."
Speaking, she brings the chicken soup over.
"I can do it myself."
Fiona immediately reaches out to take it.
"You're the patient now, how can I let you do it?"
