When it was all over, Song Xiwei was covered in sweat after getting her bandaged up.
I rushed to check on Aoqian, and he was indeed conscious. Because of the extreme pain, his eyes were instinctively moist. He looked completely exhausted, but he was forcing himself to stay awake.
For some reason, Song Xiwei felt a pang of sympathy for the overly strong young man before her.
She wiped his sweat with her sleeve, saying, "We've gotten through this for now, but we need to observe the wound for a few days. If it doesn't get worse, we can continue our journey!"
Aoqian's eyes were almost closed, and he was extremely weak. He forced himself to ask her, "Song Xiwei, can I...can I sleep for a while now?"
Song Xi was slightly taken aback. Before she could speak, Ao Qian tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.
Song Xiwei took his pulse and, after confirming that there was nothing seriously wrong with it, breathed a sigh of relief.
Even so, we still need to be extra careful these next few days.
Fearing trouble, Song Xiwei stayed close to Aoqian, rarely blinking.
Ao Qian slept through the night, and when he woke up the next day, he saw Song Xiwei staring at him with her hand supporting her chin.
The moment Aoqian opened his eyes, he was struck by Song Xiwei's excessively beautiful face. His heart pounded wildly, his eyes darted around, and his mind went blank.
Until Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You woke up faster than I expected. Are you hungry? There's only wasteland around here, we can't buy anything to eat..."
Song Xiwei searched her body thoroughly, but found nothing.
I've run out of water, this is just too unbearable.
Aoqian is currently in a mortal body, neither eating nor drinking, and is also seriously injured. This will not do.
After thinking for a moment, Song Xiwei decided to go all in and cut her hand open, causing blood to gush out.
Ao Qian was shocked, "What are you doing!"
Song Xiwei brought her bleeding wrist to Aoqian's lips, "Drink!"
Aoqian stared at her in disbelief, then angrily pressed his hand heavily against her wound.
Song Xiwei was very surprised that this guy had regained so much strength after taking a nap.
My wrist hurts a little from being pressed.
Aoqian pressed down for a long time without letting go, until he was sure no more blood was coming out. He stared at Song Xiwei with a terrifying look in his eyes and said, "Are you missing a screw in your head?!"
Song Xiwei's good intentions were met with reproach from Aoqian. She wanted to retort, but Aoqian, though angry, had red eyes as if he was moved. His tone was not as fierce as before, and he stammered, "You, you must not do such things again. Even if I starve or die of thirst, I will not drink your blood."
For some reason, when Song Xiwei heard Aoqian say these words, she felt a sense of relief, as if her own child had finally returned to the right path.
This was the first relaxed smile she showed after a day and night of tension. She affectionately flicked Aoqian's nose and said, "Young Master, you're becoming more and more like a good person. I really like you more and more!"
This statement is very straightforward and blunt, yet it is unambiguous and means exactly what it says.
She found him more and more pleasing to the eye.
Ao felt a sense of satisfaction filled with inexplicable joy.
Despite being physically weak and with a parched throat, he felt as if the world around him brightened up after she smiled, and the gloom in his heart was dispelled.
It was a rare moment of ease between the two of them. Song Xiwei was thinking about how to give Aoqian a taste of what he wanted when she suddenly received a telepathic message from Xiao Zhuang.
"Sister Wei, what's going on between you and Second Senior Brother?"
Song Xiwei asked Aoqian about his situation, asked Xiaozhuang a bunch of questions, and after confirming that Xiaozhuang was on her side, she told Xiaozhuang where she was and asked her to come over quickly.
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