C43 Calculating

Before she could think about it, there was the sound of the door handle being opened in the ward. She quickly put down her clothes and Xi Yuting put her hand into the blanket.

Just as Xi Yuting thought, Xi Yubo walked in with the food and placed it behind the bedside table. He asked Qiao Ya about her situation.

"Is she alright?"

If those bruises were good, if her pale face was good, then. .