Meng Yu nodded, and then he saw Li Zhe come over with a glass of water.
Meng Yu wanted to reach out to take the water, but then he remembered that his hands were injured. Li Zhe smiled and said, "It's not convenient for you to move now. I'll serve you. You don't have to move. Just sit back and relax."
As he spoke, Li Zhe sat down on a chair at the side, then placed the edge of the cup on Meng Yu's lips. He slowly raised the cup, watching as the water reached Meng Yu's lips, then said, "Don't look at me. Open your mouth and drink some water."
Meng Yu felt a little uncomfortable. It was strange to let his superior feed him water.
Li Zhe looked at Meng Yu's tightly pursed lips and frowned. His other hand pinched Meng Yu's cheek, forcing Meng Yu to open his mouth. Under Meng Yu's panicked gaze, Li Zhe slowly fed the water into Meng Yu's mouth.
