"How do you feel now, Young Miss Cheon?" Li Xinyuan smiled down at the little girl lying on the bed.
Cheon Yerin met his eyes and mustered a small smile. "I cannot ascertain any particular difference just yet." She paused, almost freezing for a second. "However, I am certain I will feel it eventually."
Li Xinyuan merely smiled at her attempt to covertly explain herself. "Oh, I'm sure. My companions and I will be staying here for a while. During this, I shall be keeping a record of your conditions. So leave the worry to me."
Then, he stood up, sighing softly. "Well, allow me to excuse myself, Young Miss Cheon. Rest well and do not skimp on light meals. I've spoken to your primary maid regarding your food. So do not fret over that either."
Cheon Yerin nodded, her movements somewhat stiff. For a second, she appeared to want to say something but stopped herself short.
