Chapter 877 Can I trust you?

Jessie opened her eyes, plums in her mouth, then stared down at the plate of plums. She suddenly wondered where this plate of plums did George get it from? Did someone give it to him, or did he buy it himself? Why would he buy plums? Was it possible that he liked plums so much that he bought them? But it wasn't right. In the past few days in hospital, she hadn't seen him eating plums, let alone plums, not even fruit or snacks. If he hadn't still been eating, she would have thought he'd become immortal and incorruptible. So the origin of this talking plum was quite curious to her. It would be unlikely to say that it was a gift. He didn't know anyone here, so it was unlikely that anyone would give him anything, let alone a plum. In short, she had never seen, in all her life, a patient being given a plum for seeing a patient. Spitting out the core of the plum in her mouth, Jessie put down the plum tray in her hand, got up and walked to the bathroom, ready to rinse her mouth. P