"I don't want to anymore!" Yi Luowa hid under the blanket, refusing to come out.
"As your master, I order you—get up immediately!" Tong Airui curled his lips into a smile, "Report to my room in ten minutes."
Yi Luowa pouted but waited until Tong Airui left before crawling out of the blanket.
After washing up, changing, and helping her family, she had only two minutes left when she grabbed her backpack, sat in her wheelchair, and rushed into the hospital room next door.
Tong Airui glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Late by thirty-nine seconds!"
Yi Luowa looked at him, nervously swallowing her saliva, forgetting to even offer an excuse.
"Eat!" Tong Airui, clothed in military attire, seemed like a completely different person; even his tone carried an unquestionable authority.
Yi Luowa wheeled over to the table and noticed there were only two sets of bowls and chopsticks. She raised her eyes to look at him, "What about my sister and the others?"
