"Thanks for helping me." Xu Huo put the papers from the bed into the Storage Compartment, then said to A Hai, "My leg's not working well. Could you help me to the restroom?"
"Just a moment." A Hai hurriedly set down what he was holding and went outside to fetch a wheelchair. "I figured you might need one when you woke up, so I got it ready."
A Hai struggled to lift him into the wheelchair and push him to the restroom. He even thoughtfully helped Xu Huo stand against the wall before leaving.
Xu Huo didn't need that kind of care, but he accepted the kindness anyway. By the time he came out, A Hai had already set food on the table. "You've been living on soup these past few days. You must be starving. I figure Players recover quickly, so you should be fine eating something substantial."
"The old Doctor said you'd probably wake up in the next couple of days. He specially braised this meat for you." A Hai set rice and chopsticks in front of him, then paused. "You injured one hand. Do you want me to feed you?"
"I'm fine." Xu Huo picked up the chopsticks and, under A Hai's hopeful gaze, picked up a piece of meat. "You're a great cook."
A Hai was pleased. "It's nothing. It's getting chilly now that autumn's here, so some of the little Mutant Animals have gone into hiding. This is from the town's Livestock Farm. Wild game is even tastier. I'll go into the woods again in a couple of days and bring back some game to help you recover."
"This is already very good. Besides, Mutant Animals are dangerous. There's no need to take risks," Xu Huo said.
But A Hai waved a hand. "I have