He actually asked his younger brother to take a bath alone...
...
If he hadn't come back in time...
If something happened to my brother...
The woodcutter will never forgive himself for his whole life.
...
The young scholar finally stopped coughing.
The woodcutter helped the young scholar put on his coat and then helped him to the bed.
He covered the young scholar with a quilt.
"Don't catch a cold."
...
The woodcutter immediately went to the table and brought back ginger tea.
"drink."
The woodcutter handed the ginger tea to the young scholar.
...
The young scholar was stunned.
It seems that I have not completely recovered from the cough just now.
...
"Hold it."
The woodcutter took out the bowl held by the young scholar's hand.
"Or do you want your brother to feed you?"
...
The young scholar shook his head slowly.
...
"Then let's take it safe."
The woodcutter was worried that he never took his hand back.
“This ginger soup is so hot.”
...
The young scholar nodded.
He slowly lowered his head.
"hiss!"
...
If the woodcutter hadn't had his quick eyes and quick hands, the young scholar would have been burned by ginger soup.
...
The woodcutter was worried and angry.
"Is it okay?"
"Didn't you tell you to be careful?"
"how-"
Looking at the dumb look of his brother, the woodcutter stopped.
He sighed deeply in his heart.
"It's my fault."
"I shouldn't have given you such a hot ginger soup."
The woodcutter stirred the ginger soup with a spoon to speed up the cooling of the ginger soup.
...
"alright."
The woodcutter handed the warm ginger soup to the young scholar, "It's not hot anymore."
"Drink."
...
With the first shock, even though the woodcutter said there was no problem, the young scholar still carefully tried the temperature.
After finding out that it's really not hot...
"Gulugulu~"
The young scholar raised his head and swallowed ginger soup.
...
"Drink slowly."
The woodcutter reached out to do something but didn't know what to do.
He was worried that putting his hands on the young scholar's back would cause the young scholar to choke.
...
The young scholar drank quickly and quickly.
Some ginger soup flowed out of the corner of the mouth.
...
The woodcutter opened his mouth.
In the end, I just took a towel to help the young scholar wipe his mouth.
...
The young scholar quickly finished a bowl of ginger soup.
...
"Gululu~"
But it was not the sound of the young scholar swallowing ginger soup, but the sound of the young scholar's belly.
...
A bowl of ginger soup seemed to recall all the senses of the young scholar.
He covered his stomach.
He finally felt hunger.
Strong hunger.
...
The young scholar couldn't help but arched his waist.
I want to relieve the burning sensation caused by hunger.
...
The woodcutter took the young scholar's empty bowl of ginger soup.
Notice the movements of the young scholar, and a moment of doubt made the woodcutter ask the question "Do you have a stomachache?"...
The woodcutter then reacted.
He heard the roar in the young scholar's belly.
He suddenly realized.
"Hungry?"
...
The woodcutter brought the food on the table.
While handing the food to the young scholar, he couldn't help but complain, "Do you still know you're hungry?"
"I thought you had succeeded in fasting and didn't have to eat."
Even though he knew that it was not the right time, the woodcutter couldn't help asking, "Why don't you go back to the inn?"
"Don't go home?"
...
The young scholar buried his head in his meal.
Just like drinking ginger soup, you eat it quickly and quickly.
It seems that I didn't hear the woodcutter at all.
...
The woodcutter shook his head.
“Eat slowly.”
"Be careful to choke."
...
Just finished speaking-
"Ahem!!"
The young scholar coughed violently.
The woodcutter was stunned.
Then he immediately stepped forward and reached out to pat the young scholar on the back.
"Let you eat slowly."
"Called?"
...
"Ahem, ahem..."
The young scholar naturally did not have the time to respond to the woodcutter's words.
He coughed for a while.
Then he seemed to be a little exhausted and drooped.
...
"Drink some water."
The woodcutter brought a bowl of water to the young scholar.
...
The young scholar took the bowl.
The bowl shook, and the woodcutter was so scared that he immediately held his hand at the bottom of the bowl.
"careful."
...
The young scholar pulled the corners of his mouth.
Then put your mouth close to the edge of the bowl.
"Gulugulu~"
Soon, a bowl of water was finished by the young scholar.
...
The woodcutter took the bowl back, "Do you still want it?"
...
The young scholar shook his head.
He picked up the chopsticks again.
...
Looking at the young man who started eating again, the woodcutter reminded him, "Eat slowly."
"Be careful to choke again."
...
With the experience of coughing heartbreakingly before, the young scholar ate much slower this time.
......
The young scholar ate all the food.
It can be seen that the young scholar is indeed hungry.
...
"Do you still want it?"
The woodcutter reached out to take the dining plate.
"I'll get you something to eat."
...
The young scholar shook his head.
He leaned back against the head of the bed.
"……No."
He was full.
Although he had been hungry for many days, perhaps because of his excessive hunger, his appetite did not become very big.
On the contrary, it has become a little smaller.
...
"good."
The woodcutter also does not force a young scholar.
Since the young scholar said he was full, he put the plate on the table.
Then he returned to the young scholar.
...
“…”
The woodcutter opened his mouth and looked at the haggard face of the young scholar and his depressed appearance. He turned to, "Are you tired?"
"Let's have a sleep first."
"What's there..."
"I'll talk about it when you wake up."
...
The young scholar looked at the woodcutter.
The woodcutter smiled and helped the young scholar to lay down on the bed.
"Go to sleep."
"When I wake up, nothing will happen."
...
The young scholar suddenly felt that his eyelids were very heavy.
The next second, the young scholar fell into sleep.
He hasn't had a good sleep for several days.
Even the iron-clad person can't stand it for a few days before going to bed.
What about the weak scholar?
...
The woodcutter stared at his sleeping brother for a while.
Then he shook his head slightly and walked to the table to sit down.
...
The young scholar slept for two hours at this time.
When he woke up, the lights were already on outside.
...
The young scholar opened his eyes.
The darkness in front of him made him slightly stunned.
He felt a little confused when he didn't know what time it was.
here it is……
where?
Isn't he next to an ancient well?
how……
The young scholar bowed his head.
I saw the quilt covering my body.
What's going on?
How did he get here?
...
The candlelight lit up in the room.
...
The young scholar was startled.
"who!?"
The young scholar screamed.
But I don’t know if it was because I just woke up, or because I shouted too many times a few days ago...
The young scholar's voice was hoarse.
Speaking loudly...
It's really not loud enough.
...
The young scholar was stunned.
His voice...
He reached out and touched his neck.
...
"woke up?"
Chapter completed!