Su Yi has hated the taste of medicine since he was a child. Even when he is seriously injured, he is unwilling to drink it unless absolutely necessary.

Even though Mu Jin had prepared the medicine for him, he still smiled and opened his mouth, watching Mu Jin feed him spoonful by spoonful.

After finishing his medicine, Su Yi asked, "Where is this place?"

"Still within the territory of Ulan."

"How many days was I unconscious?"

"Four days."

"By the way, where are Ling Feng and Ling Yu?"

"They went down the mountain to gather information, but they haven't returned yet."

The two chatted intermittently.

Mu Jin was a little sleepy. She yawned, and Su Yi felt a pang of heartache. He tried hard to take Mu Jin's hand, but he always fell just short.

Mu Jin scoffed when she saw this, and raised her hand towards Su Yi.

"Even in this state, you still won't behave."

Su Yi held Mu Jin's hand tightly, his usual playful demeanor gone. He gently stroked Mu Jin's hand and said with heartache.

"You must not have rested well while taking care of me, right? This bed is so big, I'll share half with you." As soon as Su Yi finished speaking, he moved his body with difficulty.

Mu Jin hadn't had a proper rest for several days. The hunter's thatched hut only had one bedroom and one kitchen, so she had been resting by leaning on the tea table for the past few days.

Her whole body was indeed sore at that moment. Hearing Su Yi say that, she only thought about it for a moment before lying down without any hesitation.

After all, the two of them had been sleeping in each other's arms in the carriage during the days after they came down from the Nangong Shenzong Temple.

Mu Jin, lying on the bed, quickly fell asleep.