"Porridge is also fine."
Yin Huaixu supported himself on the bed and tried to sit up, but doing so would put strain on his abdomen.
Ying Xixi very tactfully put the porridge on the table and came over to help Yin Huaixu.
"Sir, let me help you up. Don't use too much force, or you might break the wound open."
Ying Xixi said as she exerted force with her hands, pushing Yin Huaixu up and letting him sit back.
The two of them inevitably became much closer.
Yin Huaixu only felt a hint of fragrance in his breath.
He lowered his eyes, and his gaze just happened to fall on Ying Xixi's earlobe.
"Sir, if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me.
Do you need a little one to feed you?"
Ying Xixi was very attentive for the sake of the money and took very thoughtful care of him.
"No, my hands are not injured. I can eat it myself."
Ying Xixi said "oh" and handed the porridge to Yin Huaixu.
Yin Huaixu was drinking porridge while Ying Xixi was waiting beside him.
The room fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional sound of a spoon hitting the edge of a bowl.
After Yin Huaixu finished his porridge, he took out a purse and handed it to Ying Xixi as if by magic.
"Here is my purse, take it.
Go buy a carriage later and we'll go to the suburbs."
Ying Xixi took the purse and lowered her hand. She opened the purse and saw five silver ingots, a handful of silver coins, and several silver bills.
That’s a lot of money.
Ying Xixi glanced at Yin Huaixu, feeling somewhat puzzled, and was too lazy to even call herself the younger one.
"Sir, are you just going to give me your purse like that?"
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