The other people were also frostbitten. Although they woke up one after another, their wakeful periods were short. Basically, they would eat a little something, drink some medicinal soup, and then fall asleep again.
The group of thirteen old scholars and Ji Hu lived in the same courtyard, helping to take care of each other during the day. Peaceful coexistence was the norm.
When Qi Quanjin and his companion came to deliver food, Ji Hu was awake, sitting in front of the stove watching the fire boil water.
Hearing someone open the door, he turned his head to take a look.
It was bright outside but a bit dark inside, so he couldn't immediately make out who had come in.
It was Qi Quanjin who saw him first and smiled, asking, "Hu Zi, how's your body feeling now?"
"It's... it's Brother Quanjin!"
Recognizing the voice, Ji Hu hurried to stand up.
But his body was too weak, and getting up too fast, he nearly fell toward the stove.
