"Pu——" Old Madam Harris spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering Jasmine Hughes's face. Her mouth was open, gasping for air, eyes wide in horror.
Jasmine Hughes, feeling the blood on her, gave a start and snapped back to reality.
Realizing what she had done, and seeing Old Madam Harris's terrifying appearance with blood in her mouth, her face changed drastically out of fear. After coming to her senses, she scrambled to her feet and ran out.
The nurse had been sent out early to buy breakfast, but at this time the breakfast shop had just opened, and the fresh food was not ready yet. The only available items were leftovers from the previous day. Before leaving, Viola Harris had given the nurse some money, instructing her to take good care of the old lady, especially not to be careless with food.
The nurse waited for nearly half an hour to get freshly made breakfast, steaming and fragrant.
