Afraid of what terrible thing this man's bowl contains, fearing he might pour it over her already battered legs.
Watching as the man approached step by step, Xiang Anning's pupils widened more and more.
Until a fragrant aroma wafted over, she realized the man was carrying food in his hands.
Could it be that he wasn't trying to harm her, but was bringing her food?
If he was just going to cure her later for his research, all these things could be done by his subordinates. Why do it himself?
Xiang Anning couldn't figure it out, really couldn't!
The man slowly sat down at the edge of her bed.
He scooped a spoonful of vegetable porridge and brought it slowly to Xiang Anning's mouth.
Xiang Anning kept staring at the man!
Desperately wishing to tear off his mask.
Unfortunately, she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.
She turned her face away, refusing to appreciate the man's gesture!
She hated these insincere people the most!
