Before he could finish, a spoonful of porridge was already in his mouth.
Jude Sheffield chewed twice out of instinct. The taste must have awakened his hunger, because after he swallowed, Josie Quinn brought another spoonful to his lips.
Just like that, one person fed, and the other ate.
Jude Sheffield wasn't used to it at first, but he soon became completely absorbed in the simple, delicious porridge.
When he was so full he couldn't eat anymore, Jude Sheffield said, "Sister, I'm fine now. You don't have to worry."
Seeing him try to get out of bed, Josie Quinn held him down. "Where are you going?"
"I know even a single pill is expensive. Some people fight with their lives and still can't get one. I'm okay now. I can go back to my own place to recover."
"Go back to recover? Are you planning to throw your life away in the tent city?"
