Bai Ruozhu then gave Bo Qun two more needles, and Bo Qun slowly regained consciousness, now able to open his mouth to take medicine. Bo Jiayang asked excitedly, "Father, are you alright? Does it hurt terribly?"
"What's this little injury? Back in my days in the army, I endured far worse wounds than this," Bo Qun said with some bravado, yet his voice was extremely weak, nothing like his usual vigor, clearly just like a sick cat now.
Bo Jiayang said with a smile, "Yes, I know father is brave. Now, please drink the medicine first."
Bai Ruozhu then walked towards the door, and said to Madame Bo, "The Marquis is awake. You should go see him, but he mustn't delay taking his medicine. After taking it, it would be best to let him sleep."
Madame Bo wiped away her tears and said gratefully, "Ruozhu, thank you."
Bai Ruozhu smiled back at her, "Go ahead."
