This was not appropriate!
"What are you doing?" Staring at Wei Zhiqian and Tan Mo, Qin Murong rushed into the room.
"Lower your voice," Wei Zhiqian said with a sullen expression, and, fearing that she could be awakened, he quickly covered Tan Mo's ears.
Seeing that Qin Murong seemed to be stunned, Wei Zhiqian asked impatiently, "Why are you here?"
Wei Zhiqian's hands were still covering Tan Mo's ears. Qin Murong's eyes were still on Tan Mo's face as she put the thermos she was holding down on a table, and she replied, "I heard that you had been injured, so I came to see you. Thinking that patients have a lot of taboos at first, I figured porridge would be the best thing to bring. I cooked the porridge by myself. It's almost noon, so this can be your lunch."
