The doctor left the ward after saying that.

Raegan stood by the bed, still embarrassed over what had just happened. Without saying anything, she lowered her head to check her phone.

After listening to the voice message from Nicole, Raegan texted back.

Mitchel perked up when Raegan played the voice message. He felt much better when he heard a female voice.

Clearing his throat, he winced since he had accidentally pulled at his wound.

Seeing this, Raegan hurriedly put down her phone, thinking he needed something. She asked with concern, "What do you need? I'll get it for you."

Mitchel smiled and said, "I feel like eating something"

"What do you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.

Mitchel turned his head and raised his chin as he asked, “Isn't there something already on the table?"

He was gesturing toward the porridge cooked by Raegan.

Raegan glanced at the porridge. Didn't he turn it down just a moment ago?

But she refrained from probing and was about to swap the cold bowl of porridge for a warm one with a fresh set of tableware for Mitchel.

Yet, Mitchel stopped her and said, “It's still edible."

Raegan hesitated for a while, then said, "But it's cold now."

Considering Mitchel's current condition, warm food would serve him better.

She gently pushed his hand away. Though subtle, Mitchel could still sense her resistance.

"I made plenty of it."

Raegan wasn't sure what was going on in Mitchel's head. He just didn't want her taking away the cold porridge.

"It's okay. I want to finish them all."

He took the bowl and set it on the table.