C693 Don't You Want to Get out of Here?

The fragrance of the rice porridge assaulted Su Mulin's senses, causing her stomach to growl twice.

Without a word, she scooped up a spoonful of millet congee and put it into her mouth. It was soft and sweet, warming her stomach.

She gobbled the food down in large bites, trying her best to swallow the sour tears down her face.

Ann Zihao looked at Dr. Zhang, who was standing beside him