Raising the hospital bed and then placing a small table on it, Sui Fusheng arranged the dinner plate on top, smiling as he said, "Isn't there a saying 'you are what you eat'? I specifically asked the hospital canteen to make you cola chicken wings and soybean-stewed pork feet. They're all good for restoring your hand, so hurry up and eat while it's hot."
Ren Jie smiled, picked up a chicken wing with his chopsticks, took a bite, and then curiously asked, "Why didn't the wanted criminal show up when I took down the kidnapper? If he had shot me at the door then, I reckon I would've been boxed and buried right away."
"Those two didn't trust each other, and each wanted to screw the other over, so you got lucky."
