Jiang Yan's eyes fluttered open, jolted from her slumber by the commotion in the room. She blinked groggily, her vision adjusting to the soft light filtering through the curtains. Her gaze landed on Feng Yuansheng, who was placing a tray of food on the nearby table. Sensing her awakening, he turned around and hurried to her side, concern etched on his face.
Startled by his sudden presence, Jiang Yan sat up, a mixture of confusion and curiosity washing over her. "What... what are you doing?" she asked, her voice still laced with drowsiness.
Feng Yuansheng gently guided her back against the pillows, his touch comforting. "I'm helping you sit up. Are you feeling alright?"
