Manman and Feng Yi also sat at the dining table, Sister Zhang brought breakfast and set it up, then served a bowl of plain porridge to Han Xi: "Madam, this porridge was specially made by the sir for you, he said you had a fever last night and it's better to eat something bland."
"Thank you, Sister Zhang."
Han Xi's complexion indeed didn't look well, her head was a bit dizzy and aching.
"Honey, don't go to the hospital today, just rest well at home."
"It's okay, I don't have a fever anymore." Recently, Han Xi has taken quite a few days off, she really can't take more leaves.
Lu Jinghan put down his bowl and utensils, raised his hand to touch Han Xi's forehead: "You don't have a fever anymore, but your complexion isn't good. You should rest at home."
"It's fine, I'm a doctor myself, don't worry."
