She doesn't want to pretend anymore

After hanging up the phone with Chen Chuan, Manshu called Wang Yi.

Grandma said she would go see them later.

"Isn't it true that Grandma Yan can't take the bus? Don't let her come. It's so tiring."

Manshu didn't want to make Grandma Yan suffer.

But she certainly disagreed.

I even thought that Manshu's method of using oranges to relieve motion sickness yesterday was very good, and said that I could do the same today.

"I am alone in the hospital with my mother, and my father has gone to the construction site to raise money."

"In fact, with my 20,000, it should be enough for hospitalization. I also told my father where the money came from, but he still felt uneasy and was reluctant to use my money."

"Your father loves you very much. I'll tell you something funny later. I guarantee you'll laugh out loud when you hear it." Manshu kept the secret.

Near noon, she and her grandmother prepared chicken soup and some meals, and bought a thermos bucket, which they packed and took to St. Paul's Hospital.

The food in the cafeteria here is actually quite delicious.

But the old lady insisted that the chickens she brought were from the countryside and were the most nutritious.

Since it was just today, Manshu agreed to her request.

However, when the two went upstairs, Manshu met Chen Yuting.

He saw Manshu and walked towards this side.

The boy was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and looked like a handsome boy from a comic book.

When he called out to Manshu, Grandma Yan was somewhat surprised and confused.

"Nannan, is he calling you? Do you know each other?"

This child is handsome and has good temperament. At first glance, he is obviously the young master of a wealthy family.

Manshu wanted to say that he didn't know him, but it was too late.

Chen Yuting first set his eyes on the thermos in her hand.

"Manshu, are you here to bring me chicken soup?"

Manshu was stunned and asked reflexively: "How do you know it's chicken soup?"

"I smell it, it's very fragrant." Chen Yuting had a proud look on her face, as if to say, I just know it!

"This is not for you, it's for Wang Yi's mother. She has a baby in her belly and needs to be well nourished." Manshu hit him very honestly.

Chen Yuting didn't make a fuss, but just lowered his eyelashes, a little disappointed: "Oh."

His eyes still didn't move away from the thermos.

Manshu had two thermos buckets in his hands, both filled with chicken soup.

But Manshu had said before that there was an old man here whom she had just met, and he had given her a gift last time, so she was bringing the chicken soup as a return gift.

Therefore, the extra bucket cannot be given to Chen Yuting.

However, Chen Yutong's appearance is really attractive.

Grandma Yan looked distressed and said, "It's okay. There's a lot of chicken soup. Do you have a bowl? Bring it here. Grandma will pour you a bowl to try."

"Grandma, my name is Chen Yuting, and I'm Manshu's friend."

Chen Yuting was not at all shy and quickly brought over a bowl.

However, Manshu and Grandma Yan were speechless when they saw the bowl.

"You usually eat with this?" Manshu looked at the silver bowl in his hand, "Is this made of pure silver?"

"Yes, from the Qing Dynasty." Chen Yuting didn't care at all. He was still staring at his grandmother, waiting for her to pour the chicken soup.

Manshu was particularly curious: "Did it come from a tomb? Could it be that someone dead had eaten it?"

Chen Yuting paused holding the bowl, and Grandma Yan also stopped pouring the chicken soup and they all looked at her.

"Well, I just said it casually, don't feel burdened."

Manshu patted Chen Yuting's shoulder.

Feeling his body visibly stiffen, she quickly withdrew her hand.

She forgot that this boy only looked easy to get along with, but he was actually a werewolf resident in the psychiatric ward!