Inside the hospital room
You Hongxian originally felt quite at ease, but the two brothers from the Jiang Family made him uncomfortable.
He watched Jiang Jinsang peel an apple, skillfully core it, and slice it into pieces to hand to him.
The movements were elegant, as if what was in his hands wasn't an apple, but a work of art.
He felt that what was handed to him wasn't food, but a poison-laced apple.
He and Jiang Jinsang never had such a relationship that would warrant him personally peeling fruit for him.
"Fifth Master, you're here for a hospital visit, but you're the one cutting the fruit, I feel so embarrassed." You Hongxian took the plate with apple slices and picked one up to eat.
Honestly, eating the apple felt as if it were burning his throat.
"You're an elder, cutting apples isn't a big deal." Jiang Jinsang smiled.
"I was also afraid of delaying your work."
"There's nothing much going on today, and no one else in this hospital room, so we'll stay with you longer."
