Su Chengxuan felt relieved upon hearing Chen Jiu's assurance. No matter what, the most important thing was that Su Jingyu liked him.
"Alright then, please take good care of her. Su Jingyu is quite clumsy, she can't even cook."
"Okay, don't worry, I'm quite skilled at cooking."
Chen Jiu hung up the phone and put it aside.
Su Jingyu didn't know if it was because of her fever or hearing Chen Jiu refer to her as 'future sister-in-law' to Su Chengxuan, but she felt her face burning even hotter.
"Xiaoyu, it's time. Let me give you your medicine first."
Su Jingyu nodded. Her wounds were still inflamed, so she couldn't use those scar-removal ointments.
This time, the treatment was much more troublesome than last time.
However, with Chen Jiu taking care of her, Su Jingyu felt quite happy lying in the hospital.
Since it was Chen Jiu who answered the call this time, Su Chengxuan probably wouldn't overthink it.
