Han Cihui sniffed uncomfortably and pretended to be strong while smiling. He gave the milk to Jia Qiulian. "Qiulian, here drink some milk to warm you up."
Jia Qiulian sat there motionless as if she didn't hear Han Cihui's words.
Han Cihui's eyes reddened, but he tried his best to maintain a smile. He grabbed Jia Qiulian's hand and let her hold the glass. "You just finished surgery, drink it."
It was only then that Jia Qiulian turned her gaze to his face as if she had just come to her senses. However, her eyes still looked helpless and without any enthusiasm.
"Drink a little, it's okay if you don't want to eat." Han Cihui said softly as he pushed the glass of milk into her mouth. "It's very delicious. Take a sip."
Jia Qiulian obediently drank it down. This time, Han Cihui finally smiled from the bottom of his heart. He took the glass from her and put it on the nightstand. Then he leaned towards her and hugged her.
