Mrs. Zhou brought the porridge into the house and made Zhou Xing eat quite a lot. He had been unconscious for days and had not eaten a single grain of rice. He must be feeling unbearable now.
"Fortunately, the City Lord's medical skills are good. Otherwise, you would have died. If anything happened to you, what would Mother do…"
When she found out that Zhou Xing had gotten into trouble, she cried until her tears were almost exhausted. Fortunately, her son's life was saved. Nothing else mattered.
"Sorry for making you worry, Mother. It's my fault."
Mrs. Zhou shook her head. How could she bring herself to blame her son?
"Rest well. Don't worry about anything else. We still have a lot of food stored at home. We won't starve even if we're in the Tiger Base."
Zhou Xing didn't mind where he lived, but he felt bad when he thought about how he had almost ruined the City Lord's plans.
