"Don't move, you're injured." Gu Qingli pressed down on Xiao Yunjing, who was trying to sit up.
"I won't get up. Li'er, are you alright?" Xiao Yunjing lay back down, his gaze anxiously sweeping over her.
"What could happen to me? I'm perfectly fine. You, on the other hand, are badly injured and didn't even say a word." Gu Qingli shot him a reproachful glance and brought him his meal.
Xiao Yunjing finally relaxed and asked, "What about Yun No. 8 and the others?"
"They're all fine, just need a few more days to recover. Now, come and eat." Gu Qingli scooped up some food and brought it to Xiao Yunjing's lips, effectively silencing any further questions.
Xiao Yunjing had no choice but to open his mouth and eat.
This unexpected disaster had befallen them all, and they had spent five or six days recuperating in the Space.
