Zhou Ying woke up early the following day. After washing the bean sprouts, she started the stone mill to grind the beans.
However, just as she set it up, Gu Chengrui rushed back to take it and said, "Leave this to me. Go back and sleep for a while before you catch a cold."
"I'm fine. I slept in the interspace last night and feel much better now." Zhou Ying said this, then changed the topic, asking, "Oh right, what's the situation? Is he better now?"
"Fortunately, I gave him a special anti-inflammatory pill before bed last night. Otherwise, he would have been in danger.
"But when I went back, he was already stable. I'll take a look when I come back from town. If the fever doesn't come back, he should be fine." Gu Chengrui said as he started to push the mill.
Zhou Ying didn't say anything after hearing that. Instead, she took a spoon and began to scoop up the beans.
