However, Shen Zhaozhao was not comforted.
Asking her not to eat for three days was even more distressing than asking for her life.
Moreover, with the Chinese New Year just half a month away and the need for dietary caution after surgery, would she also have to part ways with lavish meals of fish and meat?
Just the thought of it made her unhappy.
Shen Zhaozhao had stayed in the hospital for a week, and knowing Sheng Chuyi was busy, she dared not tell her about the surgery.
By the time Sheng Chuyi found out, she was already about to be discharged.
When Shen Zhaozhao received the discharge paperwork from the doctor, she immediately urged Daddy Zhaozhao to go and handle the discharge procedures.
The thought of finally being able to go home delighted her so much that just as she was joyfully packing her things, ready to reunite with her bubble tea and fried chicken, she saw Sheng Chuyi walking into the ward with her dad.
"Why are you here?" Shen Zhaozhao immediately got down from the bed and stood properly.
"Why didn’t you tell me you were hospitalized?" Sheng Chuyi frowned at her.
Such a major event as a surgery and she hadn’t breathed a word. No wonder this girl hadn’t been picking up her video calls recently, either blaming it on a dead phone battery or poor home reception.
He had been too busy to think about it in the last few days, but in the past two days, he had gradually realized something was amiss, so he messaged Daddy Zhaozhao and found out that this girl was actually hospitalized.
"Did you expect me to tell you, ’I ate too much and triggered acute appendicitis to have surgery? Do I have no dignity?’" Shen Zhaozhao’s tone was as grievous as it could be.
Sheng Chuyi smiled helplessly and said, "I wouldn’t have mocked you."
Shen Zhaozhao: "Can’t I feel embarrassed about it myself?"
The head can be broken, blood can flow, but dignity is not to be lost.
"How do you feel? Does the incision still hurt?" Although helpless, Sheng Chuyi knew it was pointless to pursue these issues now, fortunately the girl’s complexion looked fairly good.
"The wound has almost healed, no pain. I can eat and sleep well, everything tastes delicious. It’s just that my parents said I should eat light foods right after surgery, eating hospital meals every day, my mouth has almost gone bland." Shen Zhaozhao’s expression unavoidably collapsed when she mentioned the eating issue.
"You girl, complaining again? It’s what the doctor ordered, not that your dad and I don’t let you eat," Zhaozhao’s mother said while she was helping Shen Zhaozhao pack her things, not resisting the urge to glare at her.
Shen Zhaozhao pouted her cheeks and muttered, "The doctor also said that a patient needs to be in good spirits to recover quickly. How can I be in a good mood if I can’t eat well? How can the wound heal if my mood is bad?"
"That’s just flawed logic, you’re not afraid Yiyi will laugh at you," Zhaozhao’s mother said with a glare.
"He won’t." After Shen Zhaozhao spoke, she didn’t forget to look at Sheng Chuyi for confirmation.
The latter smiled, took her hand, and stood with her, saying, "Aunt Ran, I’ve just been with Uncle Shen to ask the doctor, and the doctor said the wound has healed well and she can resume normal diet now. I’ll cook later; whatever she wants to eat, I’ll make it for her."
"Really? Then I need to think about what I want to eat later." Shen Zhaozhao instantly regained her energy, but soon frowned again, "What to do? There’s so much I want to eat, it’s so hard to decide!!!"
"You, just like her dad, always indulging her," Shu Ran said, looking towards Sheng Chuyi and complaining verbally, yet she couldn’t help feeling happy inside.
Even if her daughter wasn’t perfect, she was still her own, hoping in this life she would meet a good person, hoping someone could promise her lasting joy.