Qi Jiu grabbed a handful of nuts and threw them at him, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"Yes, you're fine."
After a while, Qi Jiu looked outside again, and finally it was dark.
The anger and impatience on Qi Jiu's face finally faded a little, as if what he was waiting for had finally arrived. Qi Jiu lifted his chin, "I'm hungry, go get me some food."
Qi Jiu's officer nodded, "Yes, I'll get it right away, please wait a moment."
Not long after, dinner was brought over, and his officer asked, "Mr. Qi, your arm is still not convenient, how about I feed you?"
The last time, he saw Tong Que feeding Qi Jiu like this, and at that time, this ancestor seemed quite happy.
However, Qi Jiu looked at him disdainfully, as if to say, you're feeding me? What are you plotting?
The officer was baffled, "Mr. Qi... I just thought you might not be able to eat properly, so I wanted to help..."
