"Jiejie, do you want preserved egg and lean meat congee or pork rib and yam congee? These are all nourishing..."
In the hospital room, Shen Bingqing cautiously asked Shen Yujie, as if afraid she would refuse to eat out of anger... Yes, Shen Yujie had been in a coma for three days and nights. During this time, she had been relying on IV fluids to maintain basic life functions. At a glance, she had lost a lot of weight, and her small face only had two big, lifeless eyes left. Shen Bingqing felt heartache looking at her.
Shen Yujie struggled to sit up by holding onto the hospital bed, but her body was too weak, and she had no energy at all. She had always thought of herself as a little tiger, strong and robust, but she couldn't believe that an accidental fall into the water had given her pneumonia.
Shen Bingqing quickly supported her. "Don't move; you're very weak right now. Drink some congee first to get your strength up. If you feel uncomfortable, I can adjust your bed for you?"
