"Haoran, come have some chicken soup!" Li Ruo looked at Kong Haoran with a beaming smile. During this period, it was the most tangled time for Lin Ziwen. Every day he accompanied Li Ruo running back and forth to the hospital. Now Li Ruo practically came to the hospital to look after Kong Haoran whenever she had time. The intimacy between the two was getting to the point where even Lin Ziwen could hardly bear to watch.
"I'm not drinking it!" This time, Kong Haoran simply put on a very angry face.
"How can you not drink it?" Li Ruo got a bit anxious and said, "Only by drinking the chicken soup can your leg recover faster. Hurry up and drink it, don't be mad anymore!"
"How am I supposed not to be mad?" Kong Haoran frowned and said, "The woman I like doesn't like me. She still won't accept my pursuit. I feel like there's no point in living anymore!"
