Jing Rui returned to the base for a short rest after the mission was completed.
He had not slept for two days and two nights. On this lively Christmas Day, he had only eaten a pack of compressed biscuits and drank a bottle of mineral water with ice shards.
He had very low requirements for his own diet now. As long as he didn't starve to death, he could eat anything.
As long as Jing Zhineng was happy eating, he would feel at ease.
From the day Jing Zhi was born, he knew that he was the older brother and that he would be like his father in the future. He would take on all the responsibilities and make sure that his Lackey would suffer less.
He had known for a long time that Jing Zhi had lost his memory. Modern medicine was so advanced that it wasn't difficult to erase a person's memory.
However, generally speaking, it was impossible for a person with amnesia to have no memory of the past, and it was rare for them to change some of their past habits.
