"Ting Cheng..."
"Mnnnh?"
"Honey..."
"Mnnh?"
"Ting Cheng, you have to feed me, I don't want to open my eyes! I'm too exhausted!" She was too weak to even bother with her eyes. Her coyish voice surprised Sixth Master Huo as she had never been like this towards him. Could she have truly changed?
He got up and strode over to the coffee table and picked up a bowl of congee; it was warm and light for her stomach, which the doctors had cautioned him to feed her; the doctors had given them the go-ahead to feed her once she woke up.
He settled down on the hospital bed with that bowl of congee that was warm and mouth-watering; he dipped the table spoon inside, fetching some congee before testing its temperature on his tongue, confirming it was at the right temperature, he moved it over to her lips.
