Big Chicken cleaned the kitchen and made her a nutritious dinner.
Xia Weibao wasn't in the mood to eat; instead, she went to see Third Chicken first.
The injuries had stabilized, but due to the severity and excessive blood loss, it might take two days for him to wake up.
Xia Weibao prescribed some medicine and asked Big Chicken to prepare it, while she checked Second Chicken's leg wound.
The treatment was done well, and there was nothing serious.
She maintained a cold expression, "Tell me, what happened?"
Second Chicken was hesitant, eyes flickering, not daring to look at her.
"Speak!"
Every time she thought about Third Chicken lying in the room unconscious, she felt like killing someone!
Among the three of them, Third Chicken had helped her the most and communicated with her the most, so her feelings for him were deeper than for Big Chicken and Second Chicken.
The more Xia Weibao thought about it, the stronger the malicious intent in her eyes grew.
