Early the next morning.
Lin Zhe opened his eyes to find a pair of bright, watery eyes watching him.
"Lin Daidai, when did you wake up?"
Lin Zhe reached out and pulled Lin Xiaomeng back into his arms, smiling as he pinched her cheek.
Although Lin Xiaomeng never wore makeup and normally used nothing more than a little moisturizer, her supple skin was smooth and silky.
This was probably what they called natural beauty!
"I only just woke up too, Brother Zhe. Does your hand still hurt?"
As Lin Xiaomeng spoke, she picked up the large hand Lin Zhe had injured yesterday and examined it.
When they showered together last night, Lin Zhe had already removed the gauze wrapped around his hand, since the wound had scabbed over and stopped bleeding.
The wound had not been very deep to begin with; it had only damaged the skin.
On top of that, Lin Zhe had drunk one vial of Tenfold Tonic Soup while heading up the mountain yesterday, another after getting injured, and another before exercising with Lin Xiaomeng that night.
Three vials of Tenfold Tonic Soup in one day had greatly accelerated his body's recovery, and the wound was healing much faster too.
Less than a day had passed, and it was already more or less fine.
The two cuddled under the covers a little longer before getting up together to wash in the room's private bathroom.
After washing up, Lin Zhe first ordered breakfast on his phone from a nearby chain restaurant.
Then the two went to the old lady's hospital room to see her.
The old lady was awake too. When she saw Lin Zhe, she held his hand and refused to let go, chatting with him in sign language.
Lin Xiaomeng translated beside them, making for a