Feng Bei lay in bed with Zheng Xiu. They held each other through the quilt all night, whispering softly.
By the latter half of the night, Zheng Xiu was utterly exhausted and finally fell into a deep sleep.
「Three days later.」
Thanks to the nourishing meals prepared by Zheng Erniang, Zheng Xiu's body recovered quickly.
The Crow Fosterer's Suicide Technique had nearly extinguished all the life force in Zheng Xiu's body. If not for the protection of Unbreakable, he truly might not have survived.
Recalling such a terrifying Magic, Zheng Xiu was reminded of the three remaining eyeballs. 'Maybe I should raise a Crow Fosterer of my own,' he mused.
On the morning of the third day, Qing Shisan brought over a wheelchair. Feng Bei then pushed Zheng Xiu into the courtyard to enjoy the sun.
The long-awaited sunlight shone on Zheng Xiu's face, which was still a sickly pale.
He savored the momentary tranquility, closing his eyes as his consciousness drifted away.
