A knock sounded at the door.
Only then did Fu Chi rise and walk over. Upon opening the door, Bo Wen stood at the threshold. He took a glance inside the room and said, "You've worn yourself out for such a long time now, take a break and eat something. It'll be bad if she hasn't yet recovered and you collapse first."
Fu Chi's face, however, didn't look particularly well either. He'd spent the entire night mentally drained, without closing his eyes. He had constantly worried about Jiang Ruan's condition, almost not touching food or drink.
After all, he was just a human. How could there be no impact?
He turned to glance at the situation on the bed, then shook his head, "I'm not hungry."
Bo Wen felt somewhat helpless, understanding his temperament, "All right, there's one more thing. Lu Yiyu just called. He has something to tell you. He wants you to call him back."