Jin Yu, the younger brother, was injured. It was nothing serious, but because of his earlier folly, his act was too excessive.
Added to that, the pretense turned real, leading Xu Niannian to believe he was so severely injured that his third leg was facing the prospect of disability.
She strictly demanded he lie in bed and drink a bunch of traditional Chinese medicine concocted by Old Wu that was bitterly awful.
Drinking the medicine would have been fine, he had thought he'd face the gentle Xu Niannian feeding him.
Instead, Ye Shaoting this guy showed up again.
Xu Niannian sat by the bed with a bowl of medicine, looking at Jin Yu leaning against the headboard, lifeless, and worried he might take it too hard, she comforted him, "Jin Yu, don't be too upset, Doctor Wu said you will recover."
Jin Yu wasn't upset at all. After fussing over his look for half a day, hearing Xu Niannian's gentle voice made his throat half melt.
"I'm not upset." His voice continued weakly.
