After seeing He Erniang and He Juanhua off, Hua Shi returned to the kitchen. He carried the steaming hot porridge on a tray through the corridor and into the house.

Hua Xiao and Hua Li were already guarding the bed, their minds completely focused on their second brother who was lying on the bed and had fallen asleep again.

"We just heard that the second brother woke up, so we came to see..."

Hua Xiao heard the footsteps of Hua Shi coming in, turned his head to look at her, and as he spoke, he frowned, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

My second brother's face looked increasingly paler, not much better than yesterday.

Combined with what He Yaopo said yesterday, Hua Xiao and Hua Li felt their hearts race just thinking about it, and they couldn't let it go.

"He woke up, said a few words, drank some water, and fell asleep again." Hua Shi nodded in response and walked in without stopping.

The two people guarding the bed consciously moved aside. Hua Shi put the wooden bowl of hot porridge next to the bedside table, and saw the brother and sister blinking and looking at her without blinking.

"You don't need to guard here. Go have breakfast. The pot is still hot."

Hua Shi waved his hand, signaling the two to go out first.

There's no point staying here now. The man has fallen asleep and his injuries haven't healed. There's really nothing we can do.

Hua Xiao opened his mouth and looked at Hua Shi, his eyes falling on her dark bags under her eyes, and he could clearly see the fatigue on her face.

Considering that she had not left the room all night, it was obvious that she must have been suffering by the bed all night and had not slept at all.

Hua Shi has the whitest skin in the whole family. It might be because in her early years, when her grandmother was still alive, she spoiled her and almost never let her do farm work. She never got much sun exposure, so she was very fair and had tender skin.

So, after staying up all night without getting much sleep, the obvious dark circles under his eyes were naturally visible and very obvious.

Hua Xiao knew that Hua Li was working hard, and that if she and Hua Li stood by, they would be unable to help and would only cause her trouble, so she sensibly stopped talking and pulled Hua Li out again.

Hua Li was so slow to notice that nothing was wrong. He only wanted his second brother to get better soon. He didn't want anything to happen to him at all...

Only Hua Shi and the unconscious Hua Yu were left in the room. She first washed her hands, then untied the bandage somewhat awkwardly, revealing the wound wrapped in herbs. She carefully cleaned the herbs on the wound, re-bandaged it, took out a clean bandage, and re-bandaged the wound.

After some treatment, Hua Shi frowned and looked at the cloth tied on Hua Yu's forehead, and was hesitant to take any action.

A night passed, and the wound did not change much, especially when the bandage on the leg was just removed. The wound was wrapped with herbs. After the herbs were cleaned away, blood rushed out from the wound.

She looked a little pale.

With unfamiliar techniques and trembling hands, he applied medicine and re-bandaged the wound.

The wound hadn't stopped bleeding. Normally, after a night, even if the wound hadn't healed, applying layers of herbs should have stopped the bleeding, but it hadn't...

This was the first time Hua Shi encountered such a difficult situation, and he was a little at a loss for a moment.

Looking at the blood that had just accidentally stained his hands, Hua Shi walked to the windowsill and washed his hands clean bit by bit with warm water.

If the wound doesn't heal...

Hua Shi turned his head, his eyes fell on Hua Yu's sleeping face, and paused slightly.

It's more likely to be bad than good...

These four words circled around in her mind, turning around and around, never settling.

Forget about getting better. Judging from the situation, it's a sign that the wound is getting worse.

Hua Shi suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind.

At this point, there is no point in thinking about any more trivial things.

She walked forward and felt the temperature of Hua Yu's forehead. It was a little hot, and he had a low fever again. It was indeed a sign that the wound was worsening.

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