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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Winston sent the stewed meat to Harvey's place, Muir was squatting on an empty space in the wooden house, not moving, looking just like a statue. When he smelled the familiar fragrance of cooked food, his eagle eyes immediately opened, a hint of disbelief flashing in his pitch-black eyes.
This… Bai Qingqing sent it to him?
Winston also tried to cover up, saying, "She heard that you're receiving treatment and was worried that you won't be able to get food. Therefore, she told me to bring some to you. I'll take responsibility for your food these few days. You can just recuperate in peace."
The eagle beak opened. It was hard to conceal the astonishment and great joy on the eagle face, and even his breathing quickened, his chest undulating intensely.