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Chapter 277: Porridge

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines into the ward, the energetic calls of birds echo outside the window, and the lush trees make people feel good.

The young man covered in injuries frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes.

The sunshine is fake, the chirping of birds is fake, and the trees are fake.

This is a furnace bolt located dozens of meters underground. There can't be anything like that.

"ah…"

Wang Jin tried to use the remote control to turn off the display screen that was trying to disguise itself as a window, but found that he could not do it.

Both of his hands were in plaster, and it was difficult to even pick up the remote control.

Gululu…

My stomach made an unsatisfactory growl.

He consumed so much yesterday that he almost woke up from hunger.

"It would be great if I could have a bowl of hot porridge."

With a slight sigh, Wang Jin lay back on the bed again.

"Hey, are you awake?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Hu Xiaobei walked in with breakfast.

It seems that turning into a fox will remind her of the sadness of losing her tail, and she rarely regains her human form.

The delicate long skirt has been replaced by a loose and comfortable sweater, her big and smart eyes flickered, and the ears on her head moved back and forth.

Seems very happy.

But Wang Jin was not happy.

He didn't expect that the person who came to deliver food to him would be Hu Xiaobei.

Noticing Wang Jin's complicated gaze, she showed two small tiger teeth and smiled maliciously.

Thanks to the powerful recovery ability of Guitan, Hu Xiaobei was able to run around again in full swing after sleeping.

The others were not injured as seriously as Wang Jin, but they also needed to rest for a while.

Therefore, the important task of taking care of Wang Jin naturally fell on this little fox.

Although Ma Yao repeatedly stated that the command bureau would have someone to accompany him, Hu Xiaobei still refused.

Looking at the girl's smart and cute smile, Wang Jin suddenly felt a chill.

Even if he thought with his toes, he could guess that the fox had no good intentions.

"Dalang, drink some medicine...cough, drink some porridge."

Hu Xiaobei walked up to Wang Jin with a tray and helped him put down the table on the hospital bed.

"This is nutritious porridge made by me. You must drink it all."

The fox-eared girl placed the bowl of unknown black and green objects on the table with a bright and sunny smile.

"You don't hold a grudge against me, do you?"

The corner of Wang Jin's mouth twitched a few times, and he suddenly remembered that he had a fight with the little fox in Leonard's car yesterday.

I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.

He would believe it even if you said there were strange stories in that bowl of porridge.

"Da Lang opens his mouth."

Hu Xiaobei didn't answer. She scooped up the slightly weird porridge with a spoon and stuffed it into Wang Jin's mouth.

"I...um! Ugh..."

Just one mouthful made Wang Jin almost spit it out.

But he still held back.

Because he felt the vitality hidden in the porridge.

That is the breath of the Green God.

"I saw it on the bedside as soon as I woke up. I guess Meng Yu wanted to use the pollution on my body to cover it up."

Hu Xiaobei lowered his voice and explained to Wang Jin.

"The sooner this thing is disposed of, the better, but the people in the command bureau won't let me wander around the ward with it."

The ears on top of the girl's head twitched, revealing a sly smile.

"After much thought, I chopped up the vine and made porridge. Doesn't it look good?"

"You...cough..."

Wang Jin choked with tears due to the strong pollution in the porridge, but still swallowed hard.

Hu Xiaobei's method is very smart and correct.

When leaving the dream world, Wang Jin left some of the Green God's limbs inside.

I originally wanted to wait until Meng Yu was free to take it back, but I never found the opportunity.

The longer the vine remains, the greater the chance it will be noticed by the Green God.

This thing cannot be kept.

Only Hu Xiaobei could come up with the method of making porridge to hide people's eyes and ears.

The problem is this stuff...is like cement with mustard.

"Can't you make it more delicious?"

Wang Jin struggled to swallow a mouthful of porridge again, and his face quickly turned pale.

The sticky texture, the choking pollution, and the salty and bitter taste made him feel that his life was going to disappear with this bowl of porridge.

"You dislike me?"

Hu Xiaobei's tone seemed hurt. She scooped up another spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into Wang Jin's mouth.

But his face was filled with the joy of avenging public and private revenge.

"It's so scary."

The officer in charge of the security bureau secretly glanced at the door with sympathy in his eyes.

He was a little envious of having such a good-looking girl cook breakfast for Wang Jin himself.

But when he saw clearly what was in the bowl, he instantly began to sympathize with the young man.

He didn't even have the courage to look at the bowl of food twice.

It's like there's something indescribable hidden inside.

And when he saw the scene of Hu Xiaobei feeding Wang Jin porridge, he completely began to doubt the relationship between the two.

This looks like...a murder.

"Ahem...need help?"

The employee finally couldn't help but poke his head in and asked.

"No... vomit... no need."

Wang Jin shook his plastered arm and answered while suppressing his nausea.

The employee in charge of security turned his head, as if he could no longer bear to look at the situation in the room.

"Look, can it have this effect if it's cooked well?"

The little fox grinned and showed a sly smile.

——

"…Hello?"

Next door to Wang Jin's ward, Zhao Guangming picked up his cell phone and answered a call.

There was a sickly male voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, cough...Brother Zhao."

"Yo, you're not dead?"

Zhao Guangming raised his eyebrows, seeming very surprised.

"Phew... barely managed to save her."

Li Yu took two deep breaths, but a whirring sound like a broken bellows came out.

"Four broken ribs, a punctured lung, moderate concussion, and multiple fractures."

As if to show off how lucky he was, Li Yu counted the injuries on his body.

"But, I survived."

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"In that case, our deal still stands."

"I will tell you personally about those high-risk ghost stories in a while."

"no problem."

Zhao Guangming nodded.

He still hasn't forgotten the conditions Li Yu agreed to at the beginning.

It has nothing to do with Liuli, it is information about other strange stories.

After a while, he finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

"You shouldn't have survived this level of injury."

"Ahem, cough, cough, thanks to the cuttlefish for this."

The young man on the other end of the phone coughed twice, as if he accidentally pulled the wound, which made his voice a little deeper.

"She only hesitated for half a second before making a choice between revenge and saving me."

"Instead of letting hatred burn you out, it is better to seize the hope in front of you."

"So, I survived."

"Well...I just learned this yesterday."

Zhao Guangming smiled, his eyes clear and peaceful.

Although it is still the same salted fish, something is different.

He is a happy salted fish.


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