Volume 7 Chapter 74: I’ve Done It In A Hospital Room, I Could Do It Here


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 7 Chapter 74: I’ve Done It In A Hospital Room, I Could Do It Here


    <span style="font-weight:400">How could they forget about what they had to do? Keith cracked his knuckles as he snapped his fingers, causing the ingredients to appear before him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?!" Violet and Winston were startled by the sudden appearance of the ingredients.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re going to cook right now?" Krystal questioned. The guy already had a table out, as if he was prepared for everything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm." Keith nodded; that was what he nned to do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...You do understand you''re in a bedroom, right?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, then I will cook near the window. The smell isn''t going to affect you guys." The table was quickly moved below the window. With that, he took a small hotte and pot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." That was not the point! Krystal clutched her head as she shook. She was at a loss for words. This guy really didn''t understand what was going on. Or he did and did not care at all!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, I cooked in a hospital room. I could do that here." Keith did that only a few weeks ago with Titus and the others.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...Why do you sound so proud?" Krystal heard about it from Faelyn. Apparently, he was tied down because of that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Such an interesting fellow." Violet chuckled as she watched him work.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Tell me about it." Krystal smacked herself.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"…" Violet stared at her daughter for a second before she returned to what Keith was doing. He took out some vibrant ingredients.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Are you making something with tomatoes?"


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm, I think a simple tomato soup will be easy for Ms. Violet to eat." Keith rolled his hands as he started to make it work. Making the soup was simple enough. Chop it into fourths and then shred it with a wind sphere. Add some vegetable stock to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once the mixture boiled, Keith added some cream and let it cook more.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Here you are, tomato soup."


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"This is soup?" Violet blinked as she stared at the red soup. Never had she seen such soup before. It would be clear or murky. But this one was quite thick.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Please try it. Also here," Keith handed a bowl to the other two.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ahh, thank you." Winston nodded while Krystal shook her head, "I don''t-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You didn''t have enough to eat during dinner." Krystal only ate two bites before walking out of there. It waspletely different from the time on the ind. This girl ate at least two tes worth of food.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...Hmpf." Krystal took the bowl without a thought as she started to eat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing how she ate, the two followed suit. Violet sipped on the soup, and a faint smile formed, "It''s delicious!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you. Also, please have some of this when you''re done. It will help you digest and increase your health." Keith took out some fruits and honey milk.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Violeted blinked as she turned to her daughter, who cleared the bowl in minutes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Another?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm." Keith took the bowl and started to fill it up again. While he did,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith''s the one who cooks on our ind," Krystal revealed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I see." Violet chuckled, "My daughter is so spoiled by you."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Eh? It''s normal, though. I like cooking, and I like it when she''s smiling as well."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Krystal looked down at her bowl as she continued to sip, not wanting to look up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Violet shook her head as she finished the soup. Winston had done the same thing as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I have never felt so full in my life." Her stomach was hollowed out from not eating for so long. But that tomato soup filled her up instantly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What''s this about my soup being poisoned?" Now that they had time to discuss it, Keith said something outrageous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, that''s because the smell from the soup was slightly sour. Either the vegetables they used were garbage or rotten. Or they had ced something in it." That sour smell was not typical; when Keith meant rotten food, that food was highly rotten.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sir Winston, had you checked on the soup she drank before?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Winston shook his head, "I apologize. With how many problems Rodrick caused, I had to manage all of it." It was an oversight on his part.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"And it''s too strange that you were malnourished when you were sick and getting fed as well. Can you tell me how you felt before you fell, if possible?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Violet thought about it, "If I remember correctly, I felt my body feel quite nauseous before I fainted. That was the only thing I could remember."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...Poison." That sounded like clear signs of poison right there. The moment he said this, Violet and Winston went silent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...I take it that you know who did this?" Keith blinked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Uncle? Right?" Rodrick had to be the one who did this. There was no one else who would do this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s that obvious, right?" Violet looked tired as if this had been transpiring for quite some time. Krystal tugged on the boy''s shirt, which made him nod,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Let''s not discuss so much. Ms.Violet still needs to rest." She just woke up a few moments ago.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then we''ll leave you to rest here." Like so, the three walked out of the room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Let''s not tell her about what they tried to pull with me."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Gotcha." Keith nodded. It was easy to tell what would happen if they told her right now. And it was best to keep her calm in this situation.