"Let me help you into the house first. You are still very weak."

Yan Feilian walked slowly to Shen He's side.

Her voice was soft and warm, like a stream of clear spring flowing into Shen He's heart.

Shen He raised his head weakly. He tried to struggle to get up, but felt weak again.

Yan Fei gently took Shen He's arm, carefully supported him, and led him into the room. Her movements were light and gentle.

Shen He's heartbeat gradually quickened, and he felt Yan Fei's slightly cool little hand grabbing his arm.

At that moment, he felt inexplicably moved.

With Yan Fei's support, Shen He returned to the room and lay back on the bed.

"I'll just sit." Shen He didn't want to lie down.

"Be good, you are a patient now, you should have a good rest." Yan Fei said in a persuasive manner.

Shen He lay on the bed very obediently.

"Drink the medicine. Here is the medicine prescribed for you by Doctor Bai." Yan Fei picked up the bowl, picked up a spoon, stirred the medicine carefully, and then scooped up a spoonful.

"call..."

Yan Fei blew gently on the hot medicine, trying to cool it down.

"That one, I can drink it myself." Shen He said.

It's not like he has broken arms or legs, he can still come back on his own after taking some medicine.

"You need to rest well, don't move, open your mouth, ah..." Yan Fei brought the cooled medicine to Shen He's mouth.

Although Shen He said that he could do it, he still opened his mouth obediently.

Yan Fei scooped up a spoonful of medicine and gently poured it into Shen He's mouth. Shen He only felt a bitter taste spreading in his mouth, and he couldn't help but frowned.

"Hiss... It's so bitter."

Shen He swallowed the medicine with difficulty.

He was a modern man before, and he took medicine directly in capsules, so he didn't feel the bitterness at all.

Now when I drink the medicine made from this herb, my face becomes wrinkled with bitterness.

"I've thought of this a long time ago. Here, it's for you, but you can't eat it until you finish taking the medicine."

Yan Fei took out a purse.

There were a few pieces of dried fruit in the purse, which looked like candied fruit or something.

Yan Fei handed the purse to Shen He.

Are you really just trying to coax a child?

But it seemed that the effect was surprisingly good. Shen He was very obedient and drank all the bitter medicine.

"Have a good rest. I'll go get Doctor Bai to check on you." Yan Fei packed up the bowl and spoon and walked out the door.

"Doctor Bai?"

Shen He keenly noticed a name in Yan Fei's words.

"Yes, it's Baizhu from Bubulu, Doctor Bai." Yan Fei said as a matter of course.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Do you know Doctor Bai?" Yan Fei asked back.

"I don't know him, but just now, a strand of my hair was pulled out." Shen He told what had just happened.

If his hair had not been pulled out and the doors and windows had not been locked, Shen He would not have misunderstood and been arrested.

"The hair was pulled out. It seems that it was Doctor Bai." Yan Fei said with certainty.

Bai Zhu also asked her for a hair.

There was no reason to let go of Shen He who was sleeping soundly and had no power to resist.

At this point, everything is clear.

"Yan Fei, how many days have I been unconscious? What has happened since the storm ended?" Shen He asked.

He was eager to know what had happened during the days he was unconscious.

"Nothing. After the storm ended, the ship arrived at Liyue Harbor the next night."

"The captain also said that he wanted to take you back to Fontaine for treatment, but I refused. I said that you are a fairy from Liyue and you will get better treatment in Liyue, so I brought you back."

"Master couldn't do anything for your condition. Doctor Bai could only prescribe medicine for you. Finally, we found Master Hu of Wangsheng Hall, and he was able to treat you effectively."

"You've been in a coma for more than three days now."

Yan Fei said slowly.

"walnut..."

When Shen He heard Hu Tao's name, an indescribable feeling filled his heart.

It was as if Walnut was a very important relative of his.

Shen He admitted that he was a fan of Hu Tao, but it didn't seem to be to the extent that he would feel so close to her just by hearing her name, right?

"Hey, do you still know Hall Master Hu?" A hint of doubt flashed in Yan Fei's eyes.

Shen He could actually call out Hu Tao's name? !

She only mentioned Master Hu and didn't mention Hu Tao's name.

"Well, I heard what you said when I was not conscious before." Shen He explained quickly.

"Okay." Yan Fei reluctantly accepted Shen He's explanation.

"Master Hu will come to treat you tonight. Your injuries are too serious. Even Master and Doctor Bai can't do anything. You have to thank Master Hu very much." Yan Fei reminded.

Hu Tao's treatment of Shen He was not a life-saving favor.

"Okay, I'll thank her for the medical expenses... Hey, where's my backpack?"

Only then did Shen He remember his backpack.

Inside was the living expenses given to him by Fu Fu, as well as the blue and white fox mask that could almost be regarded as a token of his love with Funina.

"Your backpack was lost in the wind and waves." Yan Fei replied.

Upon hearing the news, Shen He's eyes darkened.

It’s not that he felt sorry for the millions of Mora that Funina gave her. Once the money is gone, it’s gone.

What he felt sorry for was the blue and white fox mask.

That could almost be considered a token of love between him and Funina.

He always carried it with him.

I didn't expect it to be lost in this accident.

"What's wrong? Is the thing inside important?" Yan Feiduo asked.

"No, no, it's good enough that I can survive." Shen He waved his hands quickly.

No one is to blame for this.

He can only blame his bad luck.

"Have a good rest. You haven't eaten for several days. I'll go inform Doctor Bai that you're awake and get you something to eat." Yan Fei said. Her voice was full of concern and tenderness, and people felt as if they could draw strength from it.

This time he really left the room.

When Yan Fei stood up, there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but more of it was concern for Shen He.

She closed the door gently, hoping to allow Shen He to have a good rest in a quiet environment.

Shen He was left alone in the room. He lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Shen He picked up a candied fruit, put it in his mouth, and felt the sweetness spreading on the tip of his tongue.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded somewhat abruptly in Shen He's ears.

Shen He was probably used to this, used to Luo's mysterious appearances, and there was no change in his facial expression.

"I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You're not dead yet."

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