After a day of rehabilitation training, Jiang Moxi made some dishes that Feng Ming liked, and the two were eating in the hospital room.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Seeing Fu Youhan's video call displayed on the phone screen, Jiang Moxi's heartbeat inexplicably missed a few beats.
But in front of Feng Ming, Jiang Moxi didn't show any abnormality.
"Brother, you eat first, I'll go out to answer a call."
"Quickly, the meal should be eaten while it's hot!"
"Okay."
It was dusk by this time, and there were quite a few people walking in the small hospital garden, so Jiang Moxi simply turned into the stairway leading to the underground parking lot.
Most people would choose to take the elevator to the underground parking, so this corner was generally less frequented.
The moment the video connected, Jiang Moxi saw Fu Youhan's handsome and profound face, and her lips couldn't help but curve up slightly.
"Why did you call so early today? Did you miss me?"
