Treatment

Drip, drip. The milk on Li Feng's spoon dripped incessantly as he tilted the spoon as if playing with it. For today, he was given cereal by one of the cooks of the kitchen along with a few cuts of fruits. It was different from the usual bland gruel or egg fried rice that was served for breakfast. Actually, he was too distracted to see that he was the only one favored by the cooks—especially when everyone got gruel or egg rice that morning.

In just one night—second night even, the whole scenario around him was changed. Chuan Nayi never came back to their room, and Qiao Shan was asked to leave the project. Even this morning, Ruan Jin didn't show up and was not in his room when Li Feng looked for him a bit earlier. Right now, only the handsome man out of the four-man party remained.