Having someone at home recovering from an injury didn't really change much; the Xu family still went about their usual business. The only difference was that sometimes Zhiming would write a prescription and Wencheng would prepare the medicine daily.
Jinghan would only visit the injured person when the rest of the family did. Aside from those times, she would not go to the east room. It wasn't that she was avoiding suspicion or anything—northern customs are more open after all. She just didn't want to appear before him as a life-saving benefactor. She had helped only because she didn't want to watch someone die right before her eyes. Now that he was alive, constantly being by his side would surely make him think she had some ulterior motives, right? She scoffed at the thought—she didn't harbor such intentions, and she certainly didn't want to put on the airs of a savior. She expected nothing in return.
