"Don't worry about it." Rolling his eyes, Zhuye Tong decided not to be idle with such a life, so he climbed onto the bed again and lay down, closing his eyes and ears, trying desperately to hypnotize himself, treating Yan Rong as if he were an existence like air.

Although Yan Rong was noisy and annoying to her, Zhuye Tong had to admit that the time she spent hiding in the inn to recuperate was the most peaceful three days she had experienced in the three years of wandering around the world.

When she was sleeping, Youyan Rong kept her clothes untied, and she didn't have to worry about the endless pursuits that would suddenly kill her in the night; when she was eating, Youyan Rong carefully arranged it, and the waiter brought the prepared meals from the kitchen.

Yan Rong took her over at the door, and no outsiders were allowed to enter the room;

He didn't think about anything except eating and sleeping, so the injury healed very quickly.

Of course she didn't know that in addition to taking the painkillers given by Yan Rong twice a day, morning and evening, Yan Rong would always touch her sleeping point in the dead of night, clean her wounds and change dressings.[

His philosophy is that he has already seen and touched it, so it doesn’t matter if he saves people once more or less. He should save people until the end.
Chapter completed!