The two of them quietly listened to Xiaoxiao’s singing, with Chu Lian feeling his heart ache as if it were cut by knives from such a song, and Wang Xiangxiang moved to tears because of it.
It wasn’t until the arrival of the attendant that the beautiful and touching song finally stopped.
The attendant rushed into the room, completely ignoring Wang Xiangxiang and Chu Lian standing at the door.
"Lady Yang, your medicine has been delivered, to be taken twice a day, each dose has been neatly packed for you."
The attendant hurried off just as quickly, and Xiaoxiao, holding the medicine, came to the door where she bumped into Chu Lian and Wang Xiangxiang.
"Eh, what are you two doing together?"
Both of them said in unison,
"Humph, I don’t know him."
"Humph, I don’t know her."
"..." What’s this situation?
Forget it, I’m too busy to deal with this now, "Then you two can get to know each other slowly, I won’t disturb you, I’m off to the kitchen to cook medicine for my husband."
As soon as Xiaoxiao said this, Chu Lian immediately took over the medicine. He definitely didn’t want to be with this troublesome girl, "Give me the medicine, I’ll go to the kitchen and find someone to prepare it."
"Thank you." Xiaoxiao readily agreed, thinking that since Chu Lian was a member of the Academy, he was more familiar with the place than she was; it was better for him to help, and that left her time to be with her husband-in-name.
After Chu Lian left, Xiaoxiao and Wang Xiangxiang entered the room and saw Yang Ming lying there, his face pale.
Wang Xiangxiang comforted her, "Xiaoxiao, don’t be sad. Fortunately, he has come back to life."
Xiaoxiao smiled in response, "Mm, I’m not sad. I’m too happy that he is alive."
Wang Xiangxiang was genuinely happy for Xiaoxiao. The events of the day were really frightening, and her heart too had been in knots.
Xiaoxiao remained by Yang Ming’s side, watching him, without turning her head even as she spoke to Wang Xiangxiang.
"Why don’t you take the chance while your husband is asleep to wash your face? You’ve cried your face into a mess."
Xiaoxiao touched her face, and only after Wang Xiangxiang’s reminder did she remember that she had cried terribly, and she must look like a mess right now. Yang Ming had already seen that, and she didn’t want him to wake up to her looking like a ghost again. Just as she was about to get up,
Wang Xiangxiang continued, "You stay here and watch your husband, I’ll go get water for you."
Xiaoxiao watched Wang Xiangxiang leave, feeling a warm sensation inside. These days, Wang Xiangxiang had always been by her side; they’d talked about everything, and one could say that Wang Xiangxiang was her first friend here, her own friend, not one from her previous life.
In no time at all, Wang Xiangxiang brought in some water, "Here’s the water, wash up quickly."
She truly meant it. She had been very scared by today’s events, feeling utterly helpless on her own. Luckily, they had come, easing the weight on her heart.
Chu Lian had finished preparing the medicine and, seeing that Yang Ming had not woken up, kept it warm in the kitchen while he, too, stayed and watched over Yang Ming.
Upon entering the room, Chu Lian noticed that Xiaoxiao did not so much as glance at him, her attention fixed on Yang Ming sleeping on the bed, making him feel especially defeated.
The hope he had just the day before seemed to instantly turn to despair.
It wasn’t until the afternoon that Yang Ming finally awoke. The first thing he saw was his wife, the very person he most wanted to see.
"Husband, you’re awake, how do you feel?" Xiaoxiao asked with concern, then turned to Chu Lian and ordered, "Quickly bring the medicine over here."
Wang Xiangxiang, watching on the side and seeing Chu Lian being ordered about, couldn’t help but smirk, "Don’t just stand there, go."