Lu Hong had just opened his eyes when he saw Lock Fan's big face, and the bad smell almost made him pass out again. If he hadn't felt so weak, he really would have wanted to slap him.
"Are you awake?" Lock Fan apparently didn't notice the aversion in Lu Hong's eyes and hurriedly brought a bowl of porridge from the bedside, "Do you know? You have been unconscious for three days and nights, Nono almost cried her eyes dry."
"Where is Nono now?" Thinking of Nono's possible heartbreak after his unconsciousness, Lu Hong suddenly felt somewhat guilty.
"You first eat a bit to regain some strength." Lock Fan stirred up a spoonful of colorful mush and stretched it toward Lu Hong's mouth.
"Are you trying to poison me?" Lu Hong wouldn't eat that stuff; it was detrimental to his health.
Just as Lock Fan was persuading Lu Hong, who refused to open his mouth, Caesar walked into the room and said with a grave voice, "Eat it, it's good for you."
