Lu Chengwen lay on the bed, groggy and disoriented.
Xi Shi was taking care of him.
Liu Ruyan and Jiang Yuanshu stood to one side. Seeing Lu Chengwen's pained expression, both felt rather unhappy.
That damn Li Dabai—what exactly had he done to leave Lu Chengwen like this?
Lu Chengwen suddenly sat bolt upright, gasping for breath, his head drenched in sweat.
Xi Shi smiled at him. "You're awake."
Seeing Xi Shi, Lu Chengwen breathed a sigh of relief. "Senior, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Xi Shi waved a hand. Jiang Yuanshu froze for a moment, then understood and hurriedly brought over the bowl of medicinal soup from the table.
Xi Shi fed Lu Chengwen the medicine spoonful by spoonful. "Drink some. You'll feel much better. Don't worry, you're fine. You just released too much true qi and need some rest. This medicine will help you recover quickly. Rest for a while, and you'll be fine."
Lu Chengwen felt a little embarrassed. "Senior, I'll do it myself."
He took the bowl and drained it in one gulp.
Then he stared blankly at the bedding.
Xi Shi said, "If there are things you can't figure out, don't dwell on them for now. Time will give you the answers."
Lu Chengwen looked at Xi Shi. "Senior..."
Xi Shi rose to her feet, carrying the tray and empty bowl to the door. With a faint smile, she said, "Only one of you needs to stay and take care of him."
Jiang Yuanshu glanced at Liu Ruyan, who was also looking at Jiang Yuanshu.
Neither spoke. Neither moved.
Jiang Yuanshu wanted to say: I'm not taking care of him. I don't owe him anything. He's lucky I'm not beating him to death.
But she had the feeling that if she said that, she would really