So, when he was 'fed something', Yang Jingshen was happy to 'eat' it. Especially more so because this 'food' helped him. One- it helped divert his attention away from the pain. Two- it seemed even to act as a cure to his pain, little by little? Anyway, it made him feel comfortable!
To be honest, at this point, Yang Jingshen had no idea of what he was being fed, or who was feeding him. Fuck that! He didn't have the slightest effing idea about where he was even.
But anything to get that never-ending agony off of him. Because he realized now that even if it was still painful, it wasn't to that unbearable point of wanting to die but not knowing how to. The more he was fed, the more comfortable he started to feel. So much so that the pain seemed to be almost disappeared by now.
The result was Yang Jingshen happily settling himself down, and starting to partake of this 'meal'.
