"Awake?"
Jiang Ze gradually regained consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he caught the smell of disinfectant.
Turning his head, he saw Meng Zhiyuan sitting in a chair with his legs crossed, looking rather relaxed as he... peeled an apple.
Meeting the man's deep gaze, his mind slowly cleared of its lingering sleepiness.
"Where... are we?"
Meng Zhiyuan set down what he was holding. "Second Central Hospital in Y City. We'll go home once you've rested up."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Jiang Ze pushed himself upright and shook his head, looking at the man instead. "Shouldn't you be the one feeling uncomfortable, Uncle Zhiyuan? Your injuries..."
Meng Zhiyuan leaned over and stroked the boy's head, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"It's remarkable. Such serious injuries, and they've almost healed already. I really have Xiao Ze to thank..."
Jiang Ze could hardly miss the implication. He blinked and began playing dumb.
"Really? You must have a strong constitution, Uncle Zhiyuan. You heal so quickly!"
Meng Zhiyuan neither agreed nor disagreed and did not press him any further.
He couldn't push the boy too hard.
Knock, knock, knock!
At the sound, they both looked toward the door and saw Meng Cheng holding an insulated food container, poking his head inside.
"Hey, boss! I brought you both some food!"
Meng Cheng made a point of checking his boss's expression. Not bad. Safe to enter.
He then trotted cheerfully inside and set the container on the table.
"And this is..."
Meng Cheng glanced at his boss's unshakably cold expression, then at the soft, adorable young man on the bed.
He settled on his conclusion.
"...our little sister-in-law, right?"
Jiang Ze froze for a moment, then turned bright red.
Wh-what sister-in-law?! And come to think of it, why add "little"?!