Wang Ye frowned, trying to move his body, but he was covered in bandages and almost molded into a sculpture by the ointment, so he couldn't move at all.

The person finally woke up, and Fei Han breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright now that you're awake. You were badly injured, so you must get some rest."

Wang Ye chuckled as he recalled what had happened before he fainted: "Fei Han, I beat Tan Shan. I won even though he ate the Infant Fruit. That's great!"

The idea of ​​consuming the Infant Fruit to enhance his strength had always been a hurdle in his mind. No strong person would want their strength to be undeserved, but now, he had finally proven himself and demonstrated that he was a truly powerful person.

Fei Han was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "You know that Tan Shan ate the Infant Fruit, and you still dare to fight him?"

“I can smell the scent of baby fruit on him.” Wang Ye looked somewhat smug: “All my training day and night has paid off, Fei Han, I’m really amazing hahaha—hiss.”

He was laughing when he aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

"Feihan, it hurts so much." Wangye looked at Feihan pitifully.

But Fei Han was angered by him, ignored his gaze, and said coldly, "I'd rather you die of pain."

After he finished speaking, he left the bedside. Wangye was unable to move and could not be stopped.

After lying in bed for a while, Wang Ye, who had just woken up, was extremely thirsty. He called out several times, but the room was empty, and only his voice echoed.

Just as he was dying of thirst, another face suddenly appeared before him. Yu Wanwan smiled adorably, took out a jar, and shook it: "Wangye, are you thirsty?"

The jar rattled, making a water-like sound, and Wangye's eyes immediately lit up: "Yes, yes, I'm so thirsty, give me a sip!"

Yu Wanwan brought the jar to his mouth and carefully fed him water.

Although Fei Han seemed very angry just now, she was still worried about Wang Ye. As soon as she walked out the door, she told Yu Wanwan to give Wang Ye some water.

After calming his hoarse throat, Wangye asked, "Where is Feihan?"

"Feihan went to cook."

By this time, Yu Wanwan was already very hungry, but she had held back because Fei Han was still applying medicine to Wang Ye. Now that Wang Ye was awake, Fei Han went to cook for Yu Wanwan.

Wang Ye nodded first, then raised an eyebrow at Yu Wanwan, looking nonchalant: "Wanwan, did you see me fighting with Tanshan? How was it? Wasn't I awesome?"

Yu Wanwan put the jar aside, looked for the handkerchief, and casually replied, "Amazing, amazing, you're the best."

Actually, the scene was too bloody, so Yu Wanwan covered her eyes and barely watched it.

But Wangye is sick right now, so it won't hurt to coax him a little.

Hearing the little female echo him, Wang Ye was even happier. In his excitement, he started rambling on and on: "I also think I'm amazing, hahaha. But let me tell you, don't fall in love with me. I don't like females. There's no female worthy of me. But if you bring Fei Han with you when you marry me, I might consider taking both of you in, hahaha."