"Keep an eye on him, and if he causes any trouble again, report to me immediately," the man said.
"Yes." Ye Yin responded and then left.
The door to the hospital room was knocked and then pushed open. Jun Yan entered carrying breakfast. Looking at Jun Wuchen, who had already woken up and had been sitting there for who knows how long—or perhaps he hadn't slept at all—Jun Yan wanted to offer him a smile, but his nervousness and deep sense of guilt made his smile stiff, which only made him feel more anxious.
"Son, your mother brought you breakfast. Have some," Jun Yan said, placing the insulated box on the bedside table.
Jun Wuchen glanced at the insulated box and then at Jun Yan, who became all the more nervous and reserved faced with him, and nodded slightly.
"Mother? Did she go back?"
Hearing Jun Wuchen's question, Jun Yan hurriedly replied, "No, she's in the next room, helping your grandma and grandpa eat breakfast."
