While talking, Madeleine brought the porridge to the bedside, took the spoon, and fed it to Howard.
The moment the spoon touched Howard's lips, he suddenly jerked his head away, giving Madeleine a fleeting, indifferent glance.
The moment Madeleine's eyes met Howard's, it was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, snapping her out of her excited state.
Even if he had taken a knife for her, it didn't necessarily mean he had stopped hating her.
Madeleine's smile froze on her face. She tightly clutched the bowl in her hand, then lowered her gaze, set the bowl aside, and said in a stilted, lifeless voice, "I'll go find the doctor."
She then quickly turned and left the ward.
Howard waited for the door to close and Madeleine to leave the ward before turning his head to look at the bowl of medicine porridge Madeleine had just prepared. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes.
Soon, the doctor arrived at the ward and gave Howard a full-body examination.
