During the lunch break, the Hospital Wing saw a significant increase in young wizards. Many students brought lavish lunches for their best friends or sweethearts.
However, when it came to lavishness, none could rival Wenxiu Lord. The small table over the bed in front of him was piled to the brim with Western and Chinese dishes, drinks, and desserts. Since there was simply no room left, some dishes had been shrunk with a shrinking charm and placed on the potion cart beside the bed, while even the nightstand was covered with after-dinner sweets and snacks.
Wenxiu Lord looked at the mountain of food before him, swallowed hard, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Chapter 188