C49 (1/2)

The next day, the commoners woke up early and saw that there was a pool of dead bodies covered in blood and mud in the alleyway. That person's eyes were still wide open, as if he was unable to rest in peace.

Lord Li was buried in a remote alley just like that. No one knew about it, but in the end, his body rotted in the alley and no one dared to pass.

Wangchuan's fever had already subsided, but his body was still extremely weak. After the doctor had instructed Wei Yi to take good care of him, he left the Wei Mansion.

Today, Wei Yi had finished with his management work and arrived at Wu Chuan's room. He sat on a nearby chair and looked at Wu Chuan's visibly thin face.

With a jolt in his heart, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinch Wangchuan's smooth and small face. His fingers touched the warmth of Wangchuan's cheek, but there was no excess flesh at all.

It was as if after the period of time she had been at the bottom of the cliff, her already slender body had become even thinner, as if a gust of wind could knock her over.

When this girl woke up, he must give her a proper set of nourishment. As he thought of this, Wei Yi heard that a maidservant was preparing to give him a good set of nourishment.

Between the haze, Wu Chuan heard the voices of Wei Yi and the maidservant, and he opened his eyes to look at the familiar surroundings; he was in a daze.

Wei Yi turned his head to see that Wu Chuan had woken up. He struggled to get up, but Wei Yi helped him up and helped him up, leaning him against the headboard.

Wei Yi's tone was filled with pleasant surprise as he watched Wu Chuan wake up. ”Wu Chuan, have you felt that something was wrong with your body since you woke up?”

Wangchuan noticed the look of worry on Wei Yi's face and raised his eyes to look directly into his own. ”Don't worry, I'm fine now.”

Seeing that Wu Chuan didn't seem to be lying to him, Wei Yi smiled as he gazed tenderly at the pale little face of Wu Chuan. ”Take good care of yourself these few days. I'll be by your side.”

Wangchuan listened to Wei Yi's words, and his face was shockingly pale as he pursed his dry lips.

In the moment that Wu Chuan was lost in thought, Wei Yi had already sent over his servant girl to bring over the food and nourishment that the doctor had ordered for him.

When the servant girl saw Wei Yi sitting in front of Wangchuan, she put down the food in her hands with an extremely meaningful gaze before lightly going out and closing the door for the two of them.

If Wangchuan knew what the servant girl was thinking, he would have been speechless.

At this moment, only Wei Yi and Wangchuan were left in the room. Wei Yi was holding a bowl of rice porridge, lightly blowing on it to cool it.

Just as he was about to feed the already warm porridge with a spoon in his hand to Wu Chuan's mouth, Wu Chuan subconsciously dodged.

For a moment, the two of them were stunned, the air seemed to have frozen, and soon, Wangchuan recovered from his shock. With an awkward tone, he said, ”I think it's better if I do it myself.”

As he spoke, he tried to snatch the ladle from Wei Yi's hands, but he was unable to. The smile in Wei Yi's eyes was clear, yet his tone was exceptionally forceful, making it hard for anyone to refuse.

”Your injuries haven't fully healed yet. Let me do it.” With that, he handed the spoon to Wu Chuan, opened his mouth slightly and mimicked a wet nurse who was feeding a child to Wu Chuan.