There was no one around—Lin Baici was sleeping.
Little Fatty Sister, carrying five takeout bags, walked in. Just as she placed one of the takeout bags on the bedside table, she saw Lin Baici looking at her.
If it had been anyone else, they'd surely think Lin Baici was faking sleep, but Long Miaomiao was utterly guileless. Seeing Lin Baici awake, she was simply overjoyed.
"Brother Lin, when you're injured, you have to eat lots to get better quickly!"
Little Fatty Sister patted the meal box, planning to open it for Lin Baici when Hua Yue Yu, who had gone to get water, returned with the kettle.
"Miaomiao?"
Hua Yue Yu was surprised: "Why aren't you resting?"
"Sister Bai!"
After Long Miaomiao finished calling out, she noticed that Hua Yue Yu, as if startled, tensed up all over. Realizing her mistake, she quickly corrected herself.
"Uh, Sister Fish, it's fine, I ordered takeout. You should feed Brother Lin while it's hot!"
