"I can't eat, really can't eat." Ao Xue's face was pale, and she looked more beautiful and delicate.

Ye Nianmo frowned, personally picked up the porridge, and took a spoon to her lips with a spoon.

Ao Xue opens her mouth and eats happily. At the door, Ding Yiyi looks at it silently, holding a thermos cup. Yebo walks behind her and lowers her voice. "Go on."

She turned and walked out of the hospital, holding a heat preservation box that seemed to weigh a kilo. A drunken patient rushed in noisily, and they collided.

"No eyes!" The man covered his bleeding head and scolded.

Ding Yiyi looked at her...