Have you thought of me?
How could I not...
Nan Wan had just returned from the brink of death, yet it seemed she was falling into those deep, bottomless pools again, with the water plants entangling her limbs, rendering her immobile.
She didn't really want to move either.
Her lips parted, and after a long pause, she finally uttered three words, "...I have."
Her voice was as low as a whisper.
The two of them just looked at each other, neither speaking, as people who are alike tend to understand each other better than others.
A few minutes later, Mu Jin Huan withdrew his hand, bringing the pills and water prescribed by the doctor to her lips, "I asked Liu An to buy porridge, he's on the way. Take your medicine first."
Nan Wan was weak, but still had the strength to take medicine. Unaccustomed to being fed by someone, she raised her hand to take the pills herself.
