Cang Ming

Chapter 170 Feeding Porridge Personally

Yunji Hospital.

Song Xi had been lying on the hospital bed for two days.

In her daze, she seemed to hear Lou Yuming making a phone call by the window.

She heard the words "punish severely."

When she woke up again, another day had passed.

"Awake?"

Shao Cheng, with his hands in his white coat pockets, looked at her through his glasses.

Song Xi's throat was dry, and she couldn't speak.

Shao Cheng scribbled on her medical record, his voice as cool as ever.

"I really underestimated your capabilities. You've caused such a big scene this time."

Although Song Xi was weak, she could still hear his sarcastic tone.

She couldn't answer him, so she could only stare at him, her gaze as a weak patient carrying a hint of helplessness.

Shao Cheng snapped the medical record shut. "Stop looking at me like that. I haven't even complained, and I'm paying for the millions in repair costs myself. I almost lost my life trying to find you."

He then muttered, "I really don't know what he's thinking."

Lost his life?

The next second, the hospital room door was pushed open.

Lou Yuming, clad in a black trench coat, exuded a solemn and cold aura.

He had just returned from outside and, upon seeing Song Xi awake, walked over in three quick strides.

He scanned her from head to toe, then asked Shao Cheng, "How is she?"

Shao Cheng, who couldn't stand seeing him care so much about a woman, replied perfunctorily, "She's fine, not going to die."

Lou Yuming gave him a sidelong glance.

Under the pressure of Lou Yuming's gaze, Shao Cheng repeated, "There's nothing serious. She's just a bit weak. She needs to eat something and rest, and she can go home tonight."

Lou Yuming let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.

He began to order Shao Cheng, "Go buy her something to eat. Something light."

"Me?" Shao Cheng looked incredulous. "You want me to go buy her food!?"

"Keep your voice down," Lou Yuming said with a frown, stating the obvious. "If you don't go, who will?"

"Ridiculous!"

Shao Cheng clearly had his limits. He turned to leave.

Lou Yuming's voice followed him, "The check for the repair costs is in your office."

Shao Cheng's feet turned, and he quickly returned to the bedside, looking intently at Song Xi. "What do you want to eat?"

Song Xi: "..."

Song Xi hadn't expected that Shao Cheng, who appeared refined and aloof, would also be so materialistic.

It didn't seem to match his demeanor.

Lou Yuming saw through her thoughts and sneered, "The nickname 'Shao Money String' didn't come from nowhere."

Later, Lou Yuming went out to take a phone call. When he returned, he asked Song Xi, "Can you go to the police station after you've eaten?"

Song Xi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

On account of the check, Shao Cheng bought a lot of food, all nutritious and not cheap.

The bed slowly rose. Song Xi chose a bowl of porridge. After taking a few spoonfuls, Lou Yuming took the spoon from her hand.

As Shao Cheng watched with wide eyes, Lou Yuming calmly explained, "I accidentally got it on my clothes. I'll have to change later."

Shao Cheng: "..."

If you want to feed her, just feed her. Do you need to find an excuse?

The sight of Lou Yuming personally feeding her porridge was quite a shock to Shao Cheng.

He felt as if he had swallowed a fly, and he was utterly uncomfortable.

Before leaving with a dark expression, Shao Cheng secretly took a photo and casually sent it to his sister, Anna.

Song Xi also felt a bit embarrassed and said hoarsely, "I can do it myself. I'll be careful."

Lou Yuming didn't let go of the spoon and brought the seafood porridge to her lips. "Open your mouth."

Song Xi `ah'd` and opened her mouth.

She recalled that day when she narrowly escaped death and finally saw him, but he had been cold and indifferent, as if he wasn't worried about her at all.

At that time, Song Xi's heart had felt a little cold.

But at this very moment, he was personally feeding her porridge.

What was he thinking? Song Xi truly couldn't fathom his intentions.