"Nothing." Yun Shifei said, "What's wrong with you? Are you still feeling unwell?"
She felt that in just one night, Cheng Lie seemed to have changed somewhat.
This change was hard to describe.
In the past, after going to Beijing, he seemed to gradually become more cheerful, but now, it seemed as if he was gradually closing himself off, and the gloomy aura around him was more pronounced.
Yun Shifei felt a bit worried.
Seeing the worried look in Yun Shifei's eyes, Cheng Lie didn't want her to be concerned and said, "I'm fine."
Immediately, his gaze fell on the food Yun Shifei had placed nearby: "I'm hungry."
Upon hearing Cheng Lie say he was hungry, Yun Shifei snapped back to reality and took out the food: "Let me feed you."
Zhao Pan had just walked into the ward and witnessed a heartwarming scene; Yun Shifei was sitting by the bed, feeding Cheng Lie.
And Cheng Lie's expression was gentle, obediently eating what Yun Shifei handed to him.
