Because Wayne Warner still couldn't move, Nina Jacobs had to feed him.
He ate quickly, and in no time, he'd polished off three cartons of lean pork porridge.
Nina Jacobs then fed him a few meat buns.
Watching Wayne Warner devour a whole meat bun in a single bite, most of Nina Jacobs's worries vanished.
"That's all you can eat for now."
Nina Jacobs remembered it was best for patients to eat small, frequent meals to aid their recovery.
"Okay."
She had expected Wayne Warner to be disappointed, but to her surprise, he readily agreed.
Soon after he finished eating, Wayne Warner fell into a deep sleep again.
Nina Jacobs noticed that some of the wounds on his skin were already starting to heal slowly.
'At least the bleeding has stopped.'
'The rest will just take time to heal.'
The safe house only had one room.
For a bit of privacy, Nina Jacobs arranged a few cabinets to serve as a partition.
'Come to think of it, I picked up these cabinets back then.'
