Jiang Yanchuan slowly opened his eyes.
He gently shook his head. The dizziness seemed to have eased considerably, and the limp weakness in his body had improved as well.
His nostrils twitched as he caught the pleasant scent of medicinal herbs. There was a slight tightness around his shoulders and neck, too. Someone must have carefully applied medicine and bandaged him while he slept. He felt much fresher all over.
Faint voices continued to drift in from the courtyard. Jiang Yanchuan listened intently for a while before finally picking out the little one's cheerful laughter.
"...Really?"
"Weirdo..."
"You really are a good person!"
Jiang Yanchuan: "..."
What on earth was all that about?
Jiang Yanchuan gave a light cough, then held his breath and waited.
Sure enough, a moment later, the little one's voice rose sharply outside-
"Ah!"
"My daddy's awake!!"
After a patter of footsteps, someone pushed the door open from outside.
Jiang Yingcheng poked her head in first, blinking her big eyes as she looked eagerly around the room.
"Daddy?"
Once Jiang Yanchuan answered, Jiang Yingcheng visibly brightened. "Daddy, you're finally awake!"
Jiang Yanchuan murmured an assent and braced a hand against the bed, intending to sit up.
"W-wait!" Jiang Yingcheng cried in alarm, immediately starting to run inside-
"You're the one who needs to wait."
Jiang Yanchuan froze at the sound of that voice.
The man who had been talking to the little one in the courtyard had appeared behind her at some point. He reached straight over and took the medicine pot she had been clutching.
Then he gently nudged her shoulder. "Go on."
Jiang Yingcheng turned back and smiled at him, then skipped over to the bed and carefully helped her handsome Imperial Father sit up.
With great solemnity, she said, "Daddy, you're hurt. Uncle