Looking down at the damaged bag, indeed she saw the leaking soup and juices inside, and walked straight to the trash can to throw the contents away, turning around to see the man's sudden gloomy look.
"You threw away what I brought you straight into the trash? Did you ask for my opinion?" The man looked at her darkly, his deep and pitch-black eyes seemed to be filled with anger, as if he would rush over and devour her in the next second.
Her expression remained unchanged, she walked directly to the sofa in the ward and sat down, casually picked up the magazine she had left there yesterday, and said lightly, "Isn't there still some? What I brought probably got messed up just now, and you wouldn't be able to eat it. Someone brought you some homemade food, don't waste their good intentions."
"Ning Wan!"
Ning Wan pretended not to hear, ignoring everything around her, continuing to read the magazine in her hand.
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