Some were merely scrapes, while others were bruises. Then there were her elbows, knees, and ankles...
In the end, Su Qiao gave in because she was simply too hungry.
After taking her first bite, she never stopped.
It was just too delicious.
It wasn't only that this blood-replenishing porridge was delicious. It was that...
She had no idea how long it had been since she had tasted something with flavor in her mouth. It had been so long that she had forgotten.
She never expected that one day she would be able to taste food again.
Sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy—she couldn't wait to try them all.
After eating two large bowls in a row, Su Qiao rubbed her belly and eagerly waited for more...
Qin Mohan took the bowl away. He even put away the insulated container that held the porridge.
"You can't eat any more. I'll allow you to have another bowl before bed tonight."
"..." Su Qiao didn't react for a moment. After a while, she glared at him with puffed-up cheeks.
She protested. She protested firmly.
She was a patient, yet he wouldn't even let her fill her stomach. How heartless could he be?
Qin Mohan went to the washroom, wrung out a small cloth, and wiped her mouth.
"Be good. The doctor said you have a concussion, so you can't eat too much at once."
"..." Be good, my ass. I haven't eaten anything all day. How could two bowls of porridge possibly fill me up?
"Don't move around. I'll call the doctor over to examine you."
Qin Mohan pressed the person struggling to sit up back against the headboard, then turned and walked out of the ward.
"Xiao Si, can I really not beat him up?"
Su Qiao rubbed her barely half-full stomach, furious.
444 hurriedly soothed her, afraid that she would suddenly want to throw another punch.
Host, he's doing it for your own good. Once your foot has healed in a few days, you can eat whatever you want.
I'm telling you, there are so many delicious things in this world. There are all kinds of snacks, lots of pretty cakes, milk tea, and all sorts of beautiful and delicious ice cream...
To calm Su Qiao down, 444 displayed a great many pictures as it spoke.
The more Su Qiao looked, the hungrier she became. If she hadn't been trying to maintain her image, she might have drooled from craving them so badly.
"Shut up."
She was already hungry, and now he was showing her so many pictures. Was Xiao Si sure he wasn't taking revenge on her?
Was no one going to pity her, someone who hadn't tasted anything for so many years?
But when she thought about how she would be able to eat her way through all those things in the future, Su Qiao suddenly developed a strong interest in this world, full of anticipation.
Qin Mohan soon returned with a young male doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Su Qiao glanced at the young doctor, pointed at her right ankle, and gave him a cold look.
"Do you really think it needs to be treated like this?"
Could he be another quack trying to 'profit at the cost of my life'?
It wasn't as if she didn't know. At most, her ankle was just a fairly serious sprain.
All it needed was to be immobilized and treated with some medicine. There was no need to put it in a cast.
As for her knee, although she had scraped off a patch of skin, there was no need to wrap it up like a pig's trotter either.
Nie Feng turned to look at Qin Mohan, coughed twice, and explained.
"Ahem, your ankle ligament is seriously sprained. It would be better to immobilize it with a cast to prevent the injury from worsening."
"The injury on your knee isn't minor either. For the time being, you should avoid putting weight on this leg, and don't let the wound come into contact with water."
Su Qiao was nearly amused to the point of laughter by his words.
The doctor should have understood what she meant, yet he was deliberately evading the issue.
"Doctor Nie, you may not know this, but I'm a medical student too."
Under Su Qiao's somewhat cold gaze, Nie Feng unconsciously rubbed his nose.
"Ahem, I really didn't know that."
He then exchanged a glance with his good friend Qin Mohan before hastily making his escape.
Watching his back, Su Qiao called out resentfully.
"Doctor Nie, I'll remember you. If anything happens to this leg of mine, I'll come looking for you."
As for what she would do when she found him, he would find out eventually.
After Nie Feng left, Qin Mohan coughed awkwardly twice and turned his body slightly away.
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