Chapter 708
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It was unclear whether it was the smell or the taste, but he stared out the window with a straight face, refusing to open his mouth no matter what.
When Auntie Su heard the door open, she turned to look at Song Qingchun and smiled at her. Then she turned back to Su Zhinian and advised gently, "Ah Nian, you have to eat at least some. You'll recover faster if you do."
Su Zhinian ignored Auntie Su's words.
"Ah Nian, if you don't want to eat the porridge, that's fine. Tell me what you want to eat, I'll go buy it for you now …"
Song Qingchun noticed Su Zhinian's lack of reaction, so she couldn't help but ask softly, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know what's wrong with Ah Nian. When he woke up, he said he wanted to eat something. I've already heated up the porridge for him, but he doesn't want it anymore …" Auntie Su said.
Song Qingchun frowned and looked at Su Zhinian. Her tone was laced with blame. "How can he not eat it?"
Su Zhinian did not answer, and his expression was still as cold as ever.
His face was pale, and there was a sense of vulnerability between his brows.
Perhaps it was Song Qingchun's imagination, but she saw a trace of sadness and loneliness on his face as he stared out the window.
Song Qingchun was already feeling guilty because of Su Zhinian's injury, and seeing his expression, her heart ached even more. She sighed and whispered to Auntie Su, "Let me try."
Auntie Su had been persuading Su Zhinian for a long time, but she was really at her wit's end. When she heard Song Qingchun say that, she immediately stood up to give Song Qingchun her seat and passed the bowl to her.
Song Qingchun stirred the porridge twice and scooped a spoonful. She raised it to her lips and took a sip. It was so bitter that she almost vomited. Thankfully, the temperature was just right, so she picked up the bowl and moved it to Su Zhinian's lips. She noticed his lips were still pursed, so Song Qingchun said softly like she was coaxing a child, "Even if you don't have the appetite, you have to eat some."
"I know this porridge doesn't taste good, but it's good for your body. I have some rose candy in my bag. It can suppress the bitterness later."
In Song Qingchun's memory, if Su Zhinian didn't want to do something, he would either reject it outright or walk away. This was the first time she had seen him so silent and sullen.
Before he fell asleep, he seemed to be in a good mood. Why did he become so unhappy after waking up?
Was it because he was injured and could only lie on the bed every day, feeling stifled and uncomfortable?
Song Qingchun thought about it and continued in her soft tone, "I know it's uncomfortable for you to lie down like this every day, but you have to eat the porridge to recover faster. That way, you can move faster …"
Auntie Su realized Su Zhinian still had no intention of eating, so she interrupted, "Ah Nian, what do you want to eat? Will you tell Mommy? Mommy will go buy it for you right now. It won't be long … "
"Auntie Su, the porridge is a prescription from Doctor Xia. It's good for the body, and the stuff we bought is junk food. It might even harm your body." After Song Qingchun said that to Auntie Su, she turned around and said gently, "… How about this, I'll ask the doctor tomorrow if you can go out for some fresh air. If you can, I'll push you downstairs for a walk, okay?"
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