Whoosh, whoosh~
The doors and windows were tightly shut. The wind and snow outside were audible, but the room was warm, suffused with a faint medicinal fragrance that soothed both body and mind.
"Drinking when you're injured? Do you ever listen?"
"It's just a minor wound. Drinking dulls the pain."
"Honestly... Speaking of which, Little Yunli is developing so fast. She's almost caught up with you..."
"Hmph..."
"Why do men all like touching here, anyway?"
"Go ask Ye Jingtang..."
Snatches of conversation drifted over from nearby.
Ye Jingtang's deeply sleeping consciousness gradually returned. He felt no pain in his limbs; instead, he was pleasantly warm, as though he had crawled under the covers after a hot bath. Along with the comfort came a lingering drowsiness that made him reluctant to open his eyes.
Ugh...
Ye Jingtang's brows creased slightly. His mind was completely blank. Only after thinking back did he remember what had happened before he fell asleep, and he briefly assessed his condition.
Hua Ling had lived up to his reputation. They had traded punches that struck solid flesh, and dozens had smashed into his chest. Although his muscle, bone, and skin were inhumanly tough and had suffered no major damage, the impacts had indeed injured his internal organs. It looked as though he would be bedridden again for a while...
I didn't lose too much blood this time, so I shouldn't have to abstain again, right...?
Not fully awake yet, he hardly knew what he was thinking in his half-dreaming state. As his mind wandered, he suddenly heard the bead curtain being lifted.
Clatter~
Then the space beside him sank slightly, as though a voluptuous figure had sat down beside him. The outside of his left arm could touch the curve of a hip and thigh, and