Li Lanxiang entered the villa carrying four or five bags.
Food, drinks, adult diapers, nursing pads, disposable gloves, safflower oil, and two rolls of medical bandages.
When she went down to the basement, Li Xiude's eyes moved.
He was awake.
He had no idea how long he had been awake. He felt he might have been asleep the whole time, or might never have fallen asleep at all.
Li Xiude looked at her with a complicated expression. When she stayed away, he felt he would die of thirst and hunger on this bed. When she came, he feared she would force liquor down his throat again.
How had liquor become a deadly poison?
The thought of it made him feel especially awful.
If he could escape with his life, he would definitely quit drinking.
Could he still escape?
Or could he even stay alive?
He had been hungry and thirsty all day, his limbs bound. His wrists and ankles had barely any feeling left, only waves of pain. Apart from drinking water and eating, what he wanted most was to turn over. Now even that was too much to hope for.
Li Lanxiang set the bags on the floor, glanced at him, and smiled.
"Sweetheart, how was it? Did you sleep well?"
Li Xiude said nothing, staring at her.
Li Lanxiang did not mind. She unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and held it to his mouth.
"Open up."
Li Xiude hesitated for a second. The mouth of the bottle touched his lips, and that little bit of cool moisture made his whole body tremble. He opened his mouth. It was not a choice, but an instinct.
Li Lanxiang poured very slowly, feeding him one small sip at a time. She was afraid he might choke.
After giving him more