Joshua Sulliven in the ward had already woken up, a scroll of a book clutched in his hand, reading intently.
Only occasionally, he would glance in the direction of the room door, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked again toward the door. Seeing that it was Stuart Truman, a faint look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Stuart Truman set up the table beside the sickbed and then orderly arranged the food in front of Joshua Sulliven, especially placing the stuff that Keira Leaf had sent in the spot closest to Joshua. After that, he quietly left.
Initially, Joshua paid little attention and had little appetite.
But after he took a bite of the dishes, he slightly furrowed his brows and looked over the various dishes on the table carefully, trying a bite of each with his chopsticks.
