CH 414

Chapter 414

Ning Jun couldn’t help but sigh when she thought about it.

“You seem to be very concerned about Wanwan. Before I came, it was a single room every night. There was a bathtub in the bathroom to take a bath in, and the towels were at room temperature 24 hours a day,” Feng Bo replied.

“If I’m not mistaken, the daily meals are not lunches for patients; otherwise, there would be more than fifteen.

Oh, it should have been fourteen when I arrived.

So these are the doctor’s instructions.

You bring all the extra prepared meals for Wanwan to choose first, eat the meal, and then pick the rest.”

Feng Bo’s speech was well-organized, and the doctors in front of the surveillance cameras cheered loudly!

“This kid is very intelligent. How should I proceed? I’m growing fond of this son-in-law!”

“I dislike him! He chose the pasta I wanted!”

“…How old are you, and you’re still mad at the young man for what you eat?”

“I don’t care; he eats my pasta, and I hate him!”

Several doctors rushed to comfort the doctor who had been robbed of pasta, creating a chaotic scene for a while.

Feng Bo’s guess stunned Ning Jun in the room.

She had already asked about Feng Bo’s situation and was aware that he had been diagnosed with mild schizophrenia.

This disease’s onset time is inherently unstable, and it is even less clear when it will occur because it is mild.

Ning Jun could tell from what Feng Bo had just said that when he wasn’t sick, Feng Bo was a good and witty man.

Ning Jun believed that as long as he had feelings for Wanwan and as long as Wanwan could accept him, Feng Bo would be the best option for Wanwan.

“All right, let’s eat quickly. It would become mushy if you did not eat the pasta. Remember, Wanwan, you have to eat porridge!”

Ning Jun chose to leave quickly so that the relationship between the two young people could grow over time.

So Feng Bo approached the desk, picking up pasta in one hand and a preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the other.

The desk is in the middle of the two beds, on Xi Ying’s side.

Feng Bo continued to act as before, waving to Xi Ying, “Wanan, it’s time to charge again. Let us charge together.”

Xi Ying came over willingly.

She wishes to recharge and shine.

Feng Bo asked Xi Ying to sit on a chair and drink porridge while he ate the pasta while standing.

However, when Xi Ying raised her hands, holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, Feng Thin’s pupils shrank!

He quickly dropped the pasta in his hand, carefully held Xi Ying’s hands, looked at the bloodstains on her palm, and asked, tremblingly, “Wanwan, who made this?”

“I want to charge, I want to shine,” Xi Ying muttered as she stared at the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

But, with her bloodstained hands, Feng Bo couldn’t let her eat it alone.

“All right, charge first. Tell me who bullied you after you’ve finished charging, okay?”

Feng Bo used a skillful tone to coax the child.

“Charge.” Xi Ying raised her eyes to meet Feng Bo’s, her black eyes filled with determination.

As if charging is the most important thing in the world.

“All right, recharge.” Feng Bo’s eyes were filled with a wide range of emotions.

Helpless, distraught, and spoiled.

He took up the porridge bowl and fed it to Xi Ying.

Wanwan seemed to enjoy the porridge because it was thick and smelled delicious.

As long as Wanwan enjoys it.

After a few mouthfuls of porridge, Xi Ying’s gaze was drawn to the plate of pasta that was about to become lumpy.