At this moment, it was dusk. The sun had already descended towards the west, and its captivating afterglow painted the clouds on the horizon with a golden hue.
Ah Bao brought in the servants with the food; Su Ningyan could now slowly start eating some liquid diet.
Zhuo Junyue took the food box, removing the ginseng soup and porridge inside.
The soup was made of ginseng and black chicken, the latter had been brought over from the mountainside estate. It was both invigorating and nourishing for the blood.
The porridge was very creamy, full of ingredients meant to restore energy and blood.
Zhuo Junyue helped Su Ningyan get comfortable and then started feeding her spoon by spoon.
Su Ningyan moved a finger, indicating that she could eat by herself. However, she couldn't eat much; her body had visibly shrunk considerably.
