Xiao Feng went out again to buy some drinks and food, then walked into the hospital room of the Lone Wolf next door.
Ever since being defeated in one move by Su Yuzhuo that day, the Lone Wolf had been quite shaken, his energy and spirit considerably worse than before. Dressed in a hospital gown, he looked just like a patient indeed.
"Big brother, you're here!" The Lone Wolf brightened up immediately upon seeing Xiao Feng, his eyes glued to the bottle of wine in Xiao Feng's hand.
"Look at you, you useless bum," Xiao Feng said irritably. "Hurry up and move the table over."
"Got it!" The Lone Wolf agreed, moved the bedside table over, then dragged a chair over, accepted the drinks and food from Xiao Feng, and started arranging them eagerly.
The Lone Wolf was a mercenary. Although not as disciplined as regular soldiers, he also couldn't touch alcohol on missions. So, during this period of abstaining, he had certainly felt repressed.
