Nana Monty was extremely disappointed, but still maintained a smile on her face: "It's good that you're awake."
She didn't expect him to recover so quickly. Whether it's ten or twenty years, she was willing to wait.
"Maguire, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" Nana Monty picked up a can of eight-treasure porridge: "How about eating this?"
"Okay." Jayden Maguire didn't complain.
Although what he wanted most was the egg noodles cooked by Nana Monty, it was late, and he didn't want to trouble her.
Unexpectedly, Jayden Maguire agreed so readily, Nana Monty smiled and went to the bathroom with the eight-treasure porridge, warming it in some hot water.
She originally prepared a set of arguments to persuade Jayden Maguire to eat eight-treasure porridge instead of egg noodles, but none of them were needed.
After heating the eight-treasure porridge, Nana Monty opened the lid and sat by the bed, feeding Jayden Maguire.
