She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Okay, don't touch the water for the next two days. Come back every afternoon to change the medicine... Never mind. I'll stay at your house for the next few days and I'll go home every day to change your medicine."

After bandaging Yan Zhan's wound, Tongnian put away the tools.

His work was done, and he urged the two to leave the hospital quickly.

Before they left, someone knocked on the door.

Manshu immediately pulled Yan Zhan's clothes down with great speed.

Yan Zhan: “…”

Childhood chuckled and let the person outside in.

"Doctor Tong, it's my turn to buy you afternoon tea today." A nurse came in carrying a cup of milk tea and a box of small cakes.

"Thank you, Nurse Jiang. Your hairstyle is very beautiful today, and your lipstick color is also well chosen."

Childhood, I accepted the afternoon tea with peace of mind.

"Then I'll go to work first. Just tell me what you like to eat next time."

"Okay." Tongnian smiled and sent the man away.

Manshu was stunned.

"You don't give people money?"

"Why give money? These are all gifts from my sisters. How can I give money? That would hurt their feelings."

Tongnian drank his milk tea peacefully, not minding at all that there were two other people in the office.

Manshu glanced at the small cake on the table, and remembered that Yan Zhan also liked sweets, so she dragged him out of the hospital and went to the dessert shop next door.

She bought several desserts in one go.

"Uncle San, I'll give you all to eat. Thank you for coming to my house today. Otherwise, I wouldn't know when I would wake up from this nightmare."

The key point is that she still has a high fever and there is no one at home. What if her brain is burned out? Wouldn’t her rebirth be in vain?

Yan Zhan glanced at the pile of matcha cakes, black forest cakes, and chocolate mille-feuille slices...

Swallowed: "I don't like sweets, you yourself..."

Before he could finish his words, Manshu fed him a spoonful of matcha cake.

The sweet taste in his mouth made him unable to utter a word.

"Can you help me taste this matcha cake? Is it delicious?" She looked at Yan Zhan with a look that said, "Please help me try the poison."

After tasting it carefully, Yan Zhan suppressed the upward curve of his lips and said, "It's normal."

"What about this?" Without waiting for Yan Zhan to react, Manshu opened another box and scooped a spoonful of chocolate mille-feuille into his mouth.

Yan Zhan was "forced" to eat this bite of chocolate mille-feuille and frowned: "It's just okay."

Manshu used the same trick again, scooped another spoonful, and asked him again, but Yan Zhan's answer was the same.

After tasting all the desserts, Manshu smiled and said, "Uncle San, you have tasted so many, which one do you think is the best?"

Yan Zhan choked: "Almost."

Manshu blinked and scooped another spoonful of matcha cake for him: "Then try it again."

The store clerk couldn't help but look at where they were sitting.

"Hey, how could that little girl force that handsome guy to eat sweets? Look at the bitter and resentful expression on his face. I can't bear it."

The other one, who was a little older, laughed and said, "What do you know? The handsome guy enjoys it. Haven't you seen that every time the girl feeds him, the guy takes the initiative to eat?"

The one who just spoke was not convinced: "How is that possible? I heard it all. The handsome guy said the dessert tasted average, but the girl insisted that he choose the best one."

Although the clerk thinks that the desserts in his store taste very good, they just look good!

People who are good-looking are naturally right about everything they say!

The older one glanced at her and said, "You deserve to be single."

Manshu heard the conversation between the two and smiled like a cat: "Uncle San, have you chosen?"