But he didn't want Scarlett to leave so soon.
No appetite or not, he still had to eat.
Scarlett stirred the porridge in the bowl, then handed it to him together with the spoon. "Drink some porridge, your stomach will feel a little better."
Knox glanced at the porridge in her hand, then lifted his head to look at her. He blinked, and a quick gleam flashed through his long Peach Blossom Eyes.
He deliberately reached out with the hand that had the IV in it.
Before Scarlett had completely let go, his hand seemed to have absolutely no strength. As soon as he took the bowl, it tilted straight to the side.
If Scarlett hadn't quickly taken the bowl back into her own hands, that porridge would have spilled all over Knox.
Knox looked at her innocently; a hint of frustration seemed to flicker in his Peach Blossom Eyes. He lowered his gaze and muttered, "Scarlett, I don't have any strength in my hand at all. I'd better not eat."
