Early winter, afternoon, hospital room.
Li Wei solemnly clasped his hands together, silently hoping, took a deep breath, and opened his hands, letting the dice drop and spin rapidly.
In a dizzying blur, it finally stopped, but surprisingly, Dexter blew a breath, seemingly nudging the dice slightly.
The dice, which seemed about to settle on the number "six," continued to move forward and finally stopped on the number "3."
Li Wei's eyes widened, "Dexter! Dexter! I didn't expect this from you, Dexter!"
Felix also shook his head regretfully, silently scolding with his eyes.
Dexter feigned innocence, "I don't know anything."
Li Wei, "No no no, fair competition, Dexter, we must be fair!"
Beside them, Karen couldn't believe what she saw and burst into laughter, "Rookie, this is just a game."
