"Fu Huaizhi, I'm feeling much better now. You can put me down..."
Even though I know I'm not heavy, he has carried me for such a long time.
Not to mention, he has the backpack and tent on him, and we're walking uphill.
Wen Yiru struggled to the ground, held onto his arm to steady herself, and reached out for his backpack, "Put it down and take a rest."
Fu Huaizhi glanced at the sun and looked around, "Let's pitch the tent here and rest for today."
"We're not moving on?"
Wen Yiru looked about in confusion.
The area was barren; nothing but trees surrounded them.
But she... really didn't want to eat compressed biscuits anymore!
Just by her troubled expression, one could tell what she was thinking. Fu Huaizhi said while setting up the tent, "Take your medicine and have a good rest. I'll look around nearby."
"Oh."
Wen Yiru nodded.
The tent was set up, and after watching her take the medicine, Fu Huaizhi walked off with his empty pack.
