Because the butler made fish soup this time, there was still a bit of a fishy smell left, even though this kind of smell is usually masked by the aroma of the soup, but those with sensitive taste buds could still detect it.
Hearing the servant's words, Su Xingyue nodded her head.
However, she didn't use to be repulsed by fish before. She didn't know what was wrong today; after drinking the fish soup, she felt a bit nauseous.
She thought it might be because she hadn't rested well these past two days, hence her poor appetite.
After returning from the restroom, Su Xingyue sat back down on the sofa in front of the coffee table, planning to continue her lunch.
The hospital room was a high-end one specially arranged by Nan Yuling for Bo Le, so the facilities in the room were quite complete.
Somehow, looking at the dishes on the coffee table, Su Xingyue suddenly lost her appetite.
Just a moment ago, she had been feeling hungry.