Chapter 143 Porridge

"Now?" What was Dylan's problem? It was obvious that he wanted to torture her.

Benjamin was leaning on the sofa with dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that he didn't sleep well. I sighed and said, "I'll cook some food for him later. You can stay here and rest tonight. The rooms are all empty. You can find a random room and have a good rest."

Dylan was really boring. He tortured his brother in the middle of the night.

Benjamin might be tired as well. She nodded slightly and leaned back on the sofa to rest with her eyes closed.

I went into the kitchen and cooked the porridge. When I came out, I saw Benjamin leaning on the sofa and breathing evenly. He must have fallen asleep.

I couldn't help him go upstairs alone, so I went back to my room, picked up the quilt and pillow, and tucked him in.

It didn't take long for the porridge to be cooked. Looking at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning. She hurried to the hospital and found Dylan's ward.