After Ye Chen left, he drove straight to Ren'ai Hospital.
After parking the car, he took out some fruit from the trunk.
Seeing the packaging, Ye Chen frowned. The packaging was a bit too fancy, and he was worried that Fan Ying's family might feel embarrassed to accept it.
He quickly took apart the packaging and randomly grabbed a tattered bag from the trunk, pouring the fruits into it.
After finishing all this, Ye Chen, carrying a plastic bag, went to the previous ward.
Fan Ying saw the young man who walked in and smiled, "Brother Ye Chen, you're here."
At this moment, Mrs. Fan looked at Fan Ying with a face full of blame and said, "Xiaoying, haven't I told you not to let Ye Chen come all the way here?"
Fan Ying stuck out her tongue at her mother without saying a word.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Auntie, don't blame Xiaoying. I insisted on coming to see you. How are you feeling? Better now?"
"Yes, I'm much better, thanks to you, Ye Chen," Mrs. Fan said gratefully.
