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"Yes, sir."

When the spicy meal was over, the nurse brought the food back.

He was lying in bed with a spicy expression on his face. He couldn't go up.

The little guy looked warily at his bad uncle who was standing by the side with one hand in his pockets, afraid that his bad uncle would take him away again.

The sickbed was not big to begin with, and on it was a small table for eating