Tong Ze tightened his grip on the sink, his fingertips turning white from the exertion.
The assistant next to him turned on the faucet, and the sound of running water broke the silence in the room. Tong Ze showed little emotion on his face, and after washing his hands, he was assisted out of the bathroom.
Li Manman followed behind: "I specifically asked Aunt Li to prepare the soup and dumplings for you. How do they taste?"
Tong Ze sat on the bed and slowly lay down: "The wound was a bit painful just now, so I haven't eaten yet."
"Do you want me to call Xiao Xi for you? Or maybe eat a bit first and then take your pain medication." Li Manman looked at Tong Ze with some concern.
"I'll eat first. I'll take the medicine after eating."
The wound pain was real, but Tong Ze mainly wanted Li Manman to feed him personally.
