After ending the kiss, he said, "I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat."
A moment later, when Shen Li brought the cooked dumplings and fruit upstairs, Shen Xingchen was already sitting at the desk drinking milk.
These past few days, her nausea has improved significantly, but her appetite has grown considerably. She gets hungry shortly after eating, and her desk drawers at the hospital are always filled with snacks.
"Smells so good, Uncle."
Smelling the aroma of dumplings wafting over, Shen Xingchen was almost drooling.
Seeing her mouth watering, Shen Li smiled and said, "Is it the dumplings that smell good, or do I smell good?"
It was the first time he joked with Shen Xingchen like that.
Shen Xingchen was momentarily stunned, then beamed and said, "Both smell good."
Shen Li placed the dumplings and fruit in front of her, then pulled out a chair next to her and sat down, watching her eat with genuine amusement.
