Howard Han left the hall and walked to the Jiazi prison.
Entering the Jiazi prison, the door of the class room was closed, Howard Han coughed, Niu Zhi leaned to the small window on the door, saw Howard Han, immediately opened the door, and whispered: “Adult.”
Howard Han didn’t speak, but just nodded slightly. Niu Zhi was very flexible and whispered: “Small go outside to guard.” When he went out and waited for Howard Han to enter the class room, he brought the door from outside.
There was a mat in the corner of the class room, and Mencius was sitting on the mat at this time. When he saw Howard Han coming in, his lips moved, but there was no sound.
“All the wounds have been treated?” Howard Han took a jar of wine from the pile of goods in the ban room, walked to the edge of Mencius’ ink, sat down on the side of the table, opened the wine jar cover, and handed it over.
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