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Cheng Hui searched around the house and finally found a small, exquisite and easy-to-eat wooden spoon. The handle of the spoon was round and smooth, and very comfortable to hold in the hand. The spoon head was relatively small, which was just right for the boy's eating needs at the time.

She asked Li to take Xie Yao to the front yard to bask in the sun for a while, and then she took the bowl of steaming millet porridge and went to the guest room with Xie Wanxing. Cheng Hui gently pushed open the door and saw the young man still lying quietly on the bed. Although there was still a hint of fatigue and vigilance in his eyes, when he saw the porridge and spoon in Cheng Hui's hands, he showed a hint of gratitude.

Cheng Hui looked at the young man and felt a soft touch in her heart. She walked over with the porridge, and Xie Wanxing immediately brought a small stool for her to sit on.

"Oh, by the way, do you feel nauseous or want to vomit now? Do you feel dizzy or weak?" Cheng Hui recalled what Xie Wanxing had just taught her and asked word for word. After putting the bowl of porridge aside, she held up a finger in front of him and asked, "What time is this?"

Xie Wanxing:...Oh my god, your question is too blunt!

The young man was slightly startled, but he still answered all the questions softly. After listening to them, Cheng Hui turned around and looked at Xie Wanxing's expression. She nodded and said, "That's good. It seems that your condition is not too bad. Dizziness and lack of strength are normal. After all, you are injured and need time to recover."

"Come, have some porridge." Cheng Hui took the bowl of porridge from the cabinet beside the bed.

The young man tilted his head back slightly, as if trying to test whether he could sit up. Just as his head moved, Xie Wanxing rushed over and held his hand down: "Don't move! You're still injured."

Cheng Hui also hurriedly said: "Hey, don't move, the wound on your back is too deep, I'll feed you this."

"That's so rude." The boy lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his face. It was obvious that he felt very embarrassed about being fed.

"It's not rude, it's not rude. This is a special case." Cheng Hui comforted the boy with a smile on her face. She knew that these ancient people paid great attention to etiquette, but now the injury is critical, and recovery is the first priority. She felt that etiquette and other things can be put aside for the time being. "You are injured now, so don't worry about so many etiquette. Eat the meal and then drink the medicine. Get well soon and you can eat by yourself."

Cheng Hui gently stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. It had almost cooled down outside, and now the temperature was just right to eat directly. She carefully scooped up a small spoonful of porridge and moved slightly closer to the boy. The boy opened his mouth, and Cheng Hui put the small mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

Cheng Hui fed the boy one spoonful at a time. Her movements were neither hurried nor slow, and were full of patience and gentleness. However, Xie Wanxing said that he was not suitable to eat too much now, so she didn't serve much porridge and finished it quickly.

"Oh, so good." As the last spoonful of porridge entered her mouth, Cheng Hui smiled happily. However, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Cheng Hui immediately felt something was wrong. She lowered her head and saw that the boy's pale face was now red.

Cheng Hui held her forehead helplessly and sighed in her heart: Oh no, she has made feeding her little son Xie Yao a habit, and she treats this half-grown child as Xie Yao's baby.

Cheng Hui coughed lightly, then stood up with her bowl and chopsticks. "Child, wait a moment. I'll get you some medicine."

She quickly returned with the medicine. She dissolved Xie Wanxing's antibiotics in water, inserted a reed tube into the bottle, and held it to the boy's mouth at an angle: "Drink it quickly, and then go back to sleep."

He opened his mouth and held the reed tube. Although he was a little weak, he slowly drank the water with a slightly bitter taste. After drinking the medicine, a trace of fatigue appeared in the boy's eyes. It was obvious that drinking the porridge and medicine had used up all his strength.

"Stop talking and take a rest."

"Brother, you need to sleep more so that you can get better soon." Xie Wanxing also came over, grabbed the boy's wrist with her little hand, and showed her standard cute smile.

The young man nodded imperceptibly. His movements were very light, and he used up his last bit of strength. He soon closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became steady, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Cheng Hui and Xie Wanxing carefully walked out of the room and returned to the dining room in the front yard. Li had already prepared the meal and was holding Xie Yao there, trying to coax him to eat.

Cheng Hui served food to her daughter and herself. She sat at the table, looked at Li, who was some distance away from them, and then asked softly, "How is he?"

"Not bad. He's in good physical condition, and because he hasn't used antibiotics, the effect is unprecedented." Xie Wanxing nodded after taking a bite of his meal, a hint of relief in his tone. "But I guess the wound on his back must be quite painful, so I added a little tranquilizer to the bowl of water just now. He won't wake up until night. After Aunt Li takes A Yao to bed, we'll go see him again. If he's sound asleep, we'll change his medicine."

"Okay." Cheng Hui nodded and continued eating. There were few people outside their home, so it was relatively easy to keep the boy from being discovered.

After dinner, Li took Xie Yao to bed, while Xie Wanxing and Cheng Hui went to the room in the backyard to change the dressing for the boy. Cheng Hui turned him over gently, and he didn't react much, which made them feel a little relieved.

Cheng Hui helped take off his clothes. It was the first time she had seen such a serious injury. The hideous knife marks were heartbreaking.

Xie Wanxing carefully looked at the wound on the boy's back. She gently wiped the skin around the wound with a sterilized cotton ball, then applied the ointment evenly on the wound, covered the wound with gauze, and finally fixed it with medical tape.

"Can you use this?" Cheng Hui stared at the medical tape in her hand.

"It's okay, this is better. Besides, he can't move at all now, and he can't see the wound on his back. He won't notice it if I put this on him." Xie Wanxing shook his head. "On this arm, as long as he can see the wound when he raises his eyes, I don't use these tapes or anything like that."

After Xie Wanxing changed the medicine, he threw the things back into the space with a quick movement and went out. Cheng Hui carefully adjusted the sleeping position for the boy. She carefully covered the boy with a quilt to ensure that he would not catch a cold in his sleep. After doing all this, she also walked out of the room.

In the evening, Xie Wanxing took the time to go there again. The boy was still sleeping quietly, with no signs of waking up. What was gratifying was that the boy had no symptoms of fever.

She couldn't help but sigh again: "Young people have such good physical fitness!"