Hera didn’t hesitate to voice her thoughts. She noticed that the three n had thoughtfully selected the food in front of her: Dave brought the dessert Athena had always raved about, which typically had long queues. Leo’s fruits were plump and sweet, clearly chosen with care. Zhane’s dicinal cuisine, when eaten together, harmonized perfectly and proved effective.
She couldn’t even stop her mouth from eating as she smiled happily and sweetly at the n who were gathered around her bed. Athena has already found a comfortable position on the couch leaving the others to their business while cutting herself from them and minding her own business.
Hera made sure that all three n who had gone out of their way to buy her food would eat as well. She offered each of them food and kept placing more in their lunch boxes. They mostly watched her enjoy the al as if they felt satisfied just by seeing her eat, but this only made her feel embarrassed.
The more she felt shy and embarrassed around them, the more amused the three n beca, smiling broadly. Leo, in particular, gave her the most food while only eating fruits himself. His right hand was hooked up to an IV drip, which had beco a little loose from his movents while buying the fruits. His left hand was bruised, likely from multiple failed attempts by the nurse to insert the needle correctly.
But the truth is, since Leo was still practically affected by the drug, he was still feeling a little more uncomfortable in his body but when another female was touching him, instead of feeling lustful like he had felt around Hera just monts ago, he was feeling repulsive and his skin was feeling like insects were crawling in his skin. This disgusting sensation made it unbearable for him to endure the nurse’s touch, causing him to recoil multiple tis. As a result, the nurse had to puncture him several tis, and it eventually beca impossible to use his left hand. They had to switch to his right hand, where a male doctor administered the needle
Only then did Leo stop moving about, becoming a bit more restrained. Perhaps, on a subconscious level, he didn’t want other won touching him and was subconsciously rejecting it. Especially now, under the influence of the drug, he might have been afraid of doing sothing wrong that could harm his good relationship with Hera.
As Leo ate, the IV drip needle attached to his hand had beco loose. Zhane noticed this as well as the unsightly state of Leo’s left hand, and he couldn’t help but frown. He wondered if Leo intended to appear pitiable in front of Hera, but it seed to be working. Hera, seeing Leo eat only fruits, couldn’t help but notice his hands and a deep frown settled on her face.
She wanted to be angry with him for neglecting his own health. This must be why his subordinate had looked at her that way earlier—because Leo was prioritizing her well-being over his own. Hera’s anger flared, and her aura changed. Leo and the others around her imdiately noticed her annoyance.
Before they could ask anything, Hera berated Leo. "Leo, how could you not take care of yourself properly? Look at your hand—it’s already suffered greatly and is almost black in color. I’m afraid it’ll end up looking like a pig’s foot." Hera pouted, feeling sorry for his once beautiful hands that looked like sculpted ivory—clean and beautiful. Now, they appeared scary, with overlapping shades of purple and black. Although she couldn’t see the needle hole anymore, it still wasn’t pleasant to look at. "Your hands are so pretty, and look at what happened," she said, gently scooping up his hand and studying it while biting her lip.
Hera then turned her attention to his right hand, which he was now refraining from using because the needle was loose. Leo didn’t respond to her scolding; instead, he bead at her happily, thinking she cared about him and felt sad seeing him look so pitiful. Initially, Leo hadn’t even noticed the condition of his hands. He had been so happy to see Hera and to feed her properly that he didn’t feel the pain. But when Hera pointed it out, he decided to act pitifully and use it to his advantage against the other two in the room.
"I’m sorry, I was a bit agitated earlier during the injection, and the nurse had to try multiple tis, poking all over. It took a male doctor with good precision to finish it quickly," he explained, smiling weakly as if repentant for not taking care of himself and causing Hera worry. "But I can’t move my right hand now because the needle might dislodge, and I’d need another injection." Leo glanced at his right hand with a wry smile, silently indicating why he’d been eating only fruits—he couldn’t use utensils with his left hand without dropping food.
As he had anticipated, Leo found that rely sounding pitiful, without needing to appear so, was enough to catch Hera’s attention and concern. While he didn’t intend to manipulate the situation, he couldn’t deny enjoying the feeling of Hera worrying about him. He savored this sensation as he watched Hera quietly ladle soup into a bowl and extend her hand to feed him. Zhane and Dave exchanged narrowed glances, their eyes shifting between Leo and Hera.
Leo’s eyes ford crescents as he leaned closer, opening his mouth for Hera to feed him. Alongside the soup he brought, Hera also served him portions of the dicinal cuisine Zhane had purchased, feeding Leo one after another.
Dave cringed inwardly, feeling as if he had just eaten sothing unpleasant while watching Hera feed Leo. His eyebrows twitched violently as he observed, and by the third spoonful of food passing from Hera to Leo, he couldn’t resist snatching the spoon from her hand. His hand moved faster than his thoughts this ti.
With gritted teeth, Dave spoke up. "I’ll take over. Hera, you’re a patient too; you need to take care of yourself. What’s the point of us being here if we can’t even assist properly?" Despite his forced smile, Dave’s deanor hinted at impatience, almost as if he might choke Leo instead of feeding him. "Let handle this," he offered.
Zhane joined Dave after discerning his intentions. He gently guided Hera to lean back on her pillow and settle comfortably before attending to her with more food. He even offered to feed her himself, but Hera felt too embarrassed to accept at the mont. anwhile, Leo and Dave were locked in another staring match. Despite these seemingly strained interactions, the atmosphere around them remained surprisingly harmonious, unnoticed by the group itself. Athena, seated apart from them, found herself in the role of a bystander watching a live drama unfold. Her appetite improved as she ate and observed the dynamic among the four.
She couldn’t contain her laughter when Dave, clearly jealous, took the spoon. However, since Leo sought care from Hera, he no longer felt the need to act pitiful and looked disdainfully at Dave, who seed to relish his new role feeding Leo, determined to fill Leo’s mouth with plenty of food.
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