C158 If You Don't Eat Go

When he entered the room, Shen Anran realised that Lancelot had woken up. He was sitting on a wheelchair, looking out of the window, with the science magazine he had submitted on his lap. Shen Anran walked over and put on the jacket on the bed.

"Dinner is ready."

"Right."

"Should I bring it to you?"

Lancelot held Shen Anran's hand that was on his shoulder: "No