"Oh my god, it's a centipede, there's actually a centipede!"
"Why does Mr. William have a centipede in his stomach?"
"What on earth is going on?"
The many doctors present whispered to each other, looking at the plate of red-cooked meat that had been gnawed on, feeling their scalps tingle.
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat something!"
Just then, William spoke in an extremely weak voice to the doctors.
Upon hearing Mr. William speak, David felt a burst of joy in his heart. He had been sick for so long, but this was the first time he had actively asked for food! It seemed that the illness had indeed improved!
Now that William had just recovered from a serious illness, he couldn't eat anything too stimulating. Soon, Dr. Meng brought a bowl of nourishing porridge from the kitchen, which William held in his palm and drank heartily.
"Is there more?"
