The Murderer Is Someone Else

"Scum, I bought you a wild snakehead fish. The soup is very fresh. I'll get you a bowl." She opened the lunch box and spooned out a bowl of soup. "It's good for your wound to heal. Eat more."

Jim was about to take it, but he took it back secretly. "I haven't fully recovered my strength. I can't hold the soup. What should I do?"

"What?" Hearing that, Eva was stunned. Since his assistant and nurse were not here. They were sent away by Jim, she had to take care of him.

"Well… Let me feed you." She was a little embarrassed, but after all, he saved her life. Without him, she would be the one lying here now.

A mischievous smile crept up on Jim's face. "Thank you."

Eva helped him remove the small bones from the snakehead fish. The young master didn't like to spit out bones, so she put the fish and soup into his mouth and asked, "How does it taste?"