Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods.
A Zhu hugged a broom and sat on the hospital steps, looking at Lin Qiye in the courtyard, who sat there like a stone statue. She let out a long sigh.
"A Zhu, you're slacking off again."
Li Yifei walked out of the kitchen, wiped his hands on the apron around his waist, and sat down beside A Zhu.
"Brother Fei, when do you think... the director will wake up?" A Zhu rested her chin on her hand and asked absentmindedly.
"Grandma said that when it's time for him to wake up, he'll naturally wake up." Li Yifei looked at the figure and spoke.
"But after being like this for so long, won't he get hungry?"
"..." The corner of Li Yifei's mouth twitched slightly. "How about you donate one of your spider arms? When the director wakes up, we can stew it up to nourish him."
A Zhu's little face turned pale. She silently hugged her arms and stubbornly said, "The director... the director doesn't like eating my spider arms!"
"He hasn't tried them. How do you know he doesn't like them?" Li Yifei looked at A Zhu mischievously and licked his lips. "How about I taste one for him first?"
A Zhu jumped to her feet in fright and said indignantly, "Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore!"
As she turned around, she saw the red-haired Hong Yan standing beside her.
"Sister Hong Yan, he's bullying me again!" A Zhu hid behind Hong Yan and pointed at Li Yifei.
Hong Yan used one hand to shield A Zhu behind her. Her orange-yellow vertical pupils fixed on Li Yifei, her expression utterly serious as she enunciated unclearly:
"He. Can't. Eat."
"I was joking. Who'd want to eat those skinny little arms? Pork knuckles taste