Assistant Zhang helped Tong Ze out of the bathroom: "Manman, you're here."
Li Manman smiled and nodded, placing the thermos on the small table next to the hospital bed, then helped Tong Ze sit down on the bed: "How's your wound? Does it still hurt?"
"It's much better than a couple of days ago, Xiao Xi just came by to change the dressing, said it's healing well."
"That's good." Li Manman opened the thermos on the table: "Aunt Li made you century egg and lean pork congee today, steamed dumplings, and a few side dishes."
"You really don't need to go through all that trouble. I can't eat so much."
"You're a patient now, of course, I have to take good care of you."
Feng Yi stood beside the hospital bed with one hand in his pocket, speaking in a low voice: "Assistant Zhang isn't just for show, is he? Your boss is ready to eat, so why are you hovering there?"
Assistant Zhang glanced at Tong Ze, then stood up from the sofa: "Miss Li, I will take care of President Tong's meal."
