When Li Xianglu woke up again, Qin Xi had already started dressing. She lazily twisted her body and lay on Qin Xi's back, her two pale arms stretching out to encircle his waist, her head rubbing against his back.
Qin Xi helplessly turned around and completely pulled her out of the bed covers. He grabbed a dress lying nearby and started pulling it over her head, manipulating Li Xianglu just like a puppet doll.
After getting dressed, Qin Xi shook her awake and pushed her to wash up while he went downstairs to buy some food.
By the time he returned, Li Xianglu had freshly washed and was combing her hair. On the table were two steaming bowls of wonton soup, surprisingly served in porcelain. Qin Xi glanced at the buns in his hand, somewhat disdainfully setting them aside—the wonton soup looked tastier.
Having finished their meal, they quickly headed to the hospital ward; it was already eight o'clock.
