The next morning.
The single suite of Gust was no longer as damp as the day before. The night patrol had been sleeping on the sofa, far exceeding their usual sleeping hours.
Perhaps due to the illness, their bodies cleansed the pathogens inside as they slept, expelling them through drooling.
By the time they woke up, the cold was gone, and it was already midday of the next day.
A fragrance wafted over,
and on the dining table not far away, a sumptuous meal had been prepared.
Every dish was personally made by Luo Di, who was already a master of culinary arts. Having previously assisted in the school canteen, he could now cook quite well.
The two who had just recovered from illness were starving beyond measure, paying no mind to last night's events, they went straight to devouring the food.
They polished off all the dishes on the table and then looked at Luo Di sitting across from them, and Gust, who was savoring a marinated tongue.
For some reason,
