This statement was not in the least bit exaggerated; since she had been kidnapped, she indeed had not eaten for two days.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have fainted from the combination of high fever and low blood sugar.
Ming Ge felt a burning sensation in her stomach, and licked her dry lips, "I want to eat something..."
The dark and swirling air of hostility in Gong Yeyan's chest, which had been soothed, pushed down, and hidden, began to break its cage bit by bit at the girl's words "they didn't give me any food, I've been hungry for two days."
The girl he held in the palm of his hand and treasured was treated so poorly by others!
Sensing the mood was off, the doctor in the white coat quickly volunteered, "Miss Ming Ge, you are sick now and can't eat spicy or stimulating foods. I have asked the small kitchen to make you some porridge, and I'll bring it right over!"
After finishing his words, the white-coated doctor slipped away, leaving the space entirely to the two of them.