Chapter 58 A Day And Night In The Hospital (2) (1/2)

Feeling he was more approachable, Consuela teased him with a smile, ”Why are you so angry?”

Richie glared at her, but said nothing.

The woman closed the door, with a luxuriously packaged bag in her hand. She carefully took out the porridge from the bag.

She fixed everything for him and waited for him to drink.

His eyes darkened. He forced a smile and said, ”My hand hurts. You feed me.”

The man leaned his head back a little, his beautiful eyes gleaming. Since he said so frankly, Consuela was stunned for a while.

She had been with him for so many hours, but she still didn't find he had this symptom. He always got out of bed and took things at one go.

She knew this man wanted to order her to do things, but she was too furious to say anything about it. Even if he wanted to eat shit now, she would not stop him.

She was always so sweet.

With a sigh, Consuela stirred the porridge with a spoon. She had never fed anyone before, and she was not good at feeding.

But it was not difficult to see that she had been very clumsy and careful all the time.

Just like feeding a child, the woman fed the man with a mischievous smile on her face, ”Oh, open your mouth.”

Wasn't he a naughty boy who made trouble when he didn't get his attention?

Nobody had ever told her what kind of illness had happened to him, so she had always simplified his condition into the least.

She shouldn't sympathize with this fickle man, otherwise she wouldn't know what would happen to her in the end.

Richie laughed. He ate the porridge obediently. The taste was light, like a mixture of sugar.