Jane Sampson quickly ran downstairs upon hearing, seeing the Great General happily circling around James Carter. She realized it was because he had brought food, which the Great General's dog nose had sniffed out.
"Mom and I brought you some snacks this time." James Carter looked at Jane Sampson who was sitting in front of him smiling, and then at the Great General next to her with a joyous expression, he couldn't help but laugh, "No wonder Elder Black said, the Great General is like you."
"Huh?" Jane Sampson looked at James Carter, rubbing her nose, "Then I'll take that as a compliment from you, Brother! Hmph!"
"Let me see your hand." Mother Carter moved a bit closer to Jane Sampson, gently reaching out to lift her sleeve, "Is it scabbing over?"
"Yes." Jane Sampson initially wanted to avoid it, but then restrained herself.
Her hand after scabbing looked even uglier than when it was first injured, with black streaks like a centipede.
