Yan Ning looked at the once spirited Fukang'an, now lying unconscious in bed, and felt helpless. Anxiety, heartache, regret... all tormented her fragile emotions.
Throughout the night, Yan Ning kept changing towels to reduce Fukang'an's fever. No matter how Zhao Xing tried to persuade her, she couldn't stop, and dared not stop.
The next day at noon, Fukang'an's fever finally subsided, and Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the fever was gone, there would be no more danger.
"Miss, please eat something! If you fall ill, the general will surely beat this servant to death when he wakes up." Zhao Xing brought in lunch and held the food in front of Yan Ning.
Seeing that Fukang'an was getting better, Yan Ning thought that she still had to take care of him and couldn't afford to get tired, so she took the food that Zhao Xing handed over.
Zhao Xing looked at Yan Ning with a grin. Yan Ning's mood had also improved, so she teased him, "Your general is injured, and you're still so happy. When he wakes up, I'll tell him."
"My general has actually turned misfortune into blessing. If my general wakes up and knows how hard you've taken care of him, he won't have the heart to punish your servants," Zhao Xingtong said jokingly to Yan Ning.
At this point, Yan Ning looked at Fukang'an, who was still unconscious, and asked, "I wonder when he will wake up?"
"My general has practiced martial arts since he was a child..." Zhao Xing was interrupted by the soldiers who came in before he could finish speaking.
"What's wrong?" Yan Ning, who was helping Fukang'an cover up with a blanket, looked at Zhao Xing and shook her head helplessly, thinking that the monkey was king when the tiger was away.
"General Agui ordered me to tie up Miss Yan Ning and take her over," one of the soldiers said timidly.
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