As soon as Ji Junxue entered the bathroom, he locked the door and set the central air conditioning to the lowest temperature.
Then he picked up the ice bucket and held it against his chest.
As long as he got sick, Feng Tianleng would definitely have someone take him to the hospital, and then he would have a chance to escape.
This was Ji Junxue's plan. Pretending to have a stomachache could only last for a while, not the whole night.
Half an hour later, Feng Tianleng knocked on the door to call him.
Ji Junxue simply took off his clothes and poured the half-melted ice into the bathtub. He lay directly in the bathtub.
The cold made him shiver all over.
"My stomach hurts, I have diarrhea, it's not better yet, I need more time," Ji Junxue mumbled evasively.
Feng Tianleng didn't pay much attention, knowing Ji Junxue was avoiding him, so he let him hide.
After all, he could escape the monk but not the temple; he wasn't in a hurry for the moment.
