As Xv Qinghuan left Xv Jiazhi's villa holding a stone knife, Liou Qingcheng had just awakened from a restful sleep.
When Liou Qingcheng woke up, her mental state was fairly good, thanks to Lin Tian's cultivation of Spiritual Qi. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to rest well under normal circumstances.
Liou Qingcheng leaned against the headboard, while Lin Tian fed her nutritious porridge spoon by spoon.
"I don't want to eat anymore." Liou Qingcheng gently turned her head away from the spoon.
The porridge was fragrant, but she had no appetite.
Lin Tian knew that after a gastroscopy procedure, Liou Qingcheng's throat would experience brief pain these two days, especially when swallowing food and drinking water, with the sensation of a foreign body and possibly coughing.
Lin Tian also understood that the lack of appetite was one thing, but there was also the playful attitude of a young girl mixed in.
