Lu Xingzhi did not wake up until after midday. He instantly felt like he was alive again when he awoke. As he looked at Jiang Yao, who was reading over to the side, he wanted to stand up and hug her. However, the corner of his lips curled, and he sat down again quietly.
"You're awake?"
Jiang Yao turned to look at Lu Xingzhi when she heard the movement. "Zhou Junmin has just delivered the meal and left. The meal should still be hot. Do you want to eat it now?"
"Have you eaten?" Lu Xingzhi asked.
Jiang Yao nodded. Pregnant women could not withstand hunger. Lu Xingzhi was in a deep sleep, and she did not know when he would wake up, so she did not wait for him.
"Okay."
Lu Xingzhi was relieved when he heard Jiang Yao say that she had eaten. "I don't have the strength. Feed me."
Jiang Yao thought for a moment and nodded.
Sick people had the right to act coquettishly.