"Damn, what nonsense are you talking about? I won't do that. I've found a woman I like." Ming Hun knew that Xiaotian didn't mean what he said, but he said it deliberately. This way of speaking can show his true nature.
character, and also used this to let everyone know that he was fine.
"Boss, boss, I miss you so much. Where are you? I'll pick you up." Xiaotian has made the point now. No matter where he is, he must pick him up.
Where is this place? He didn't have time to ask. "I was rescued by Emma. I don't know where it is. I'll ask you later and call you." He had just woken up and he hadn't had time to ask where it was.
where.
"Oh, by the way, go and prepare some cash for me and send me two phones. I want the red and black ones." Wraith had his own plan.
After hanging up the phone, Xiaotian felt that the world was really too small. The boss was actually saved by Emmaus. Can he understand all this as fate? Not only did he start to have random thoughts again, the boss had not contacted him in the past few days.
,Did you forget about them because of your relationship with Emmaus?!
It's so uninteresting. I wonder how worried they are.
After a while, Emmas came into the room from outside, with a bowl in his hand, which was still steaming inside.
"Well, your injury is over. Eat something." Emmas brought the porridge to him. He had not eaten for several days in coma, so he must eat something to replenish his strength.
Ming Hun was shocked and moved again. This woman had been out for a while, just to cook porridge for him?! It was good to have a woman worried about him. He had been hurt before, but it was Ming Mie who was taking care of him, so why not?
Because Ming Mie is a doctor of the mafia, being injured in the mafia is not a big deal at all, as long as his life can be saved.
"Did you cook porridge especially for me?" Wraith asked.
Emmas didn't pay attention to the word 'special', so she admitted it without any pretense.
In fact, this is indeed the porridge that Emmas specially cooked for Wraith.
"You were injured and you just woke up. You can only drink porridge. If you eat anything else, your stomach won't be able to bear it." Although Emmas is not a medical student, she thinks that people who have just been injured should drink porridge.
It's better this time. Let alone porridge, even if it's poison, Wraith will definitely drink it without even thinking about it.
But……
However, Wraith didn't take the porridge from Emma's hand for a long time. Emmaus thought that Wraith didn't like to drink porridge.
"It's okay if you don't like porridge. I've already told you that I'm afraid your stomach won't be able to digest it. I'm not talking nonsense. I heard it from my colleague." In fact, she had deliberately inquired about it these past few days.
"No, how can I drink?" As he said that, Wraith raised his poor arm.
Emmaus then remembered that his arm was also injured and was wrapped in a bandage.
"How about...I feed you?" Emmath made such a request proactively.
Ming Hun was secretly happy that it was too late, how could he not agree!
"Then I'll trouble you." After Ming Hun said it, he almost laughed. He didn't expect that he could be so sanctimonious. He was so happy on the inside, but he said it as if he was embarrassed.
Oops, it seems that reading his romance novels is not in vain. I can still learn something.
As everyone knows, he didn't learn any of the essence. All he learned were stupid and painless methods.
"Hey, is this your home?" Wraith asked while lying on the bed eating.