Meanwhile, the elder, carrying an empty bowl and plate from the kitchen, hurried into the dining hall. He looked anxiously at his wife and instructed, "Help me ladle the porridge and serve the dishes." As he spoke, he stopped before the table and handed the bowl and plate to his wife.
"What's wrong with you?" the wife asked, taking the bowl and plate.
The elder replied, "Mu Anxiao is here."
"Mu Anxiao?" The wife found the name unfamiliar. She then put down her chopsticks, looked up at the elder opposite her, and asked, "Who is Mu Anxiao? Why isn't he joining us for the meal?"
The elder said impatiently, "I'm telling you to serve, why are you asking so many questions?"
Previously, the wife often questioned the elder in this manner. The elder had endured it since way back, but thinking he owed her, he had always tolerated it.
He hadn't expected her to behave this way at such a crucial moment, which made him quite annoyed.
The wife was angered by the elder's attitude and immediately slammed her chopsticks down on the table.
Seeing his wife angry, and recalling how she and his mother used to argue daily before the elder's confusion, the man quickly said, "Dad, you should clarify things. It's for the best for both you and Mom."
Hearing the man's words, the elder sighed and said, "Mu Anxiao is the young man from yesterday. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't see me now."
Though the elder had been unconscious in the cellar, he had vaguely heard Mu Anxiao's voice. Along the way, Alon had also spoken a lot about how Mu Anxiao had helped him.
Therefore, the moment he saw Mu Anxiao covered in blood, all he felt was urgent concern.
At this moment, seeing his wife's wronged expression and considering his son's words, he was no longer so angry.
Alon pondered for a moment, then looked at the elder, who had fallen silent after his explanation, and asked, "Where is she?"
"In the old guest room," the elder replied honestly.
Upon hearing this, Alon turned and walked out of the dining hall without another word.
The elder glanced at Alon's retreating back, then looked back at his wife.
"What's wrong with her?" the wife asked, sensing something was amiss.
"She's injured," the elder said in a low voice.
The wife thought for a moment, then quickly picked up her chopsticks and began serving.
The man didn't know what to say and decided to wait for the elder's instructions.
Guest room.
Dibstab knelt by the bed, carefully applying medicine to Mu Anxiao's wounds and bandaging them.
Feng Qishi sat at the table, looking down at the teapot without lifting his head, and asked, "Is it done?"
Dibstab replied, "Done."
Hearing Dibstab, Feng Qishi quickly stood up and walked towards the bed. He inadvertently saw the bloody water in the copper basin and exclaimed, "She's still bleeding?"
"No, that's old blood. I cleaned her up," Dibstab said, rolling up her sleeves and turning to face Feng Qishi.
"If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do," Feng Qishi said, walking to the bedside. He bent down and casually brushed away a strand of hair covering Mu Anxiao's eyelid.
Dibstab looked down at Feng Qishi taking such good care of Mu Anxiao and smiled faintly, "Do you like her?"
Hearing this, Feng Qishi's hand paused over Mu Anxiao's forehead. He thought for a moment and remained silent.
Dibstab pressed, "You don't?"
Feng Qishi sighed, turned his face towards Dibstab, and was about to speak when Mu Anxiao coughed dryly and opened her eyes, calling out, "Shen the Crazy."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi immediately swallowed the words that were about to escape his lips. He turned around, and his gaze met Mu Anxiao's. "What is it?" he asked. His heart was pounding fiercely because of Dibstab's words. Ba Shan Ai.
Mu Anxiao met Feng Qishi's gaze calmly and asked weakly, "Why did you knock me out?"
Feng Qishi's gaze flickered. Just as he was about to stand up, Mu Anxiao suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar. "Answer me."
Feng Qishi replied, "I didn't knock you out. I was just treating your wounds. You yourself..." He lost the courage to look at Mu Anxiao. "You were useless and fainted. Don't blame me."
"I myself..." Mu Anxiao said halfway through, when her wound suddenly ached. She continued, "If you had knocked me out, I would never forgive you." After saying this, she closed her eyes and released her grip.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's still pale face and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
"It's bearable," Mu Anxiao said, gasping and clenching her fist.
As long as the wound remained, Mu Anxiao would inevitably feel pain.
At this moment, seeing her deathly pale face and thinking about his own inadequate magic, Feng Qishi felt self-reproach and said in a low voice, "Mu the Fool, I am incompetent."
"What are you incompetent about? If it weren't for you, I would be in so much pain right now."
"You can feel it?"
"Of course. It's my wound, of course, I can feel it. Don't blame yourself unnecessarily. You looking like this is really... unpleasant to see." Mu Anxiao endured the pain.
"I will definitely recover my magic quickly and heal your wounds."
Mu Anxiao believed in Feng Qishi's abilities, but she didn't want to say it out loud.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's face up close and couldn't help but recall what happened before she fell unconscious.
Thus, she inexplicably said, "That's not right!"
"What's not right?" Feng Qishi propped himself up with one hand on the bed, maintaining that posture as he looked at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao questioned, "Didn't you say you would use magic to change my clothes? Why did you end up healing me instead?"
Feng Qishi chuckled dryly, then straightened up and said, "I used the wrong spell."
"You did it on purpose," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at her clothes. She then asked, "Can I move now?"
"No," Dibstab replied.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao shifted her gaze to Dibstab's face and asked in surprise, "Huh? Why are you with Shen the Crazy?"
"You left so quickly, you even forgot about me," Dibstab retorted, blaming Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Dibstab's inexplicably wronged expression and twitched her lips. "Then it truly is my fault."
Dibstab nodded while nudging Feng Qishi's arm with her elbow and whispering, "You really do like her."
Feng Qishi's expression remained impassive. He turned to Dibstab and frankly admitted, "That's right, I do like her." He pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Dibstab and Feng Qishi, who were discussing such topics at this moment, with a helpless expression and tried to change the subject. "Shen the Crazy, can I get out of bed with this injury?"
"No," Feng Qishi said, giving Dibstab a sideways glance, and turned back to Mu Anxiao.
Dibstab initially thought she had caught Feng Qishi red-handed, but to her surprise, he admitted it so frankly.
She found herself speechless.
"For..."
As Mu Anxiao uttered the first word, Alon rushed in, "Mu Anxiao, are you alright?"
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