Chang Geng sighed, silently fed him medicine, then watched over him at his side.

Gu Yun seemed to be uncomfortable, tossing and turning, almost kicking away the quilt. Chang Geng tried to cover him several times, then, in the end, he simply wrapped it around him and held him in his arms.

It was strange. Perhaps due to how Gu Yun was never particularly close to anyone since childhood, right now as he could feel himself leaning against someone behind him, he instantly laid still. The person holding him carefully adjusted him to the most comfortable posture. Miss Chen's tranquilizer filled his every breath, one hand brushed by his forehead, fingers pressing at the back of his neck, his shoulder, and forehead repeatedly with enough strength, neither too strong nor too light.

Gu Yun hadn't slept in such a comfortable ‘bed’ in his life. In a blink of an eye, he could no longer tell what night it was.

Peaceful time flowed as swiftly as running water. Half an hour quickly went by.

Chang Geng glanced at the clock next to him and was very reluctant. He did not have the heart to let go, nor to wake him up.

But there was no other choice. The war disaster was imminent. Casting one sight at this entire world, where else could he be able to have a peaceful sleep?

Chang Geng tried his best to will himself and tap Gu Yun on his acupoint, waking him up on time, and went to the kitchen by himself.

Gu Yun's heart was continuously tense, with a bowl of medicine and a body full of sweat, the sickness had been pushed back. After half an hour of rest, when he woke up again, the fever had almost disappeared. He stayed in bed for a while then put on his clothes, feeling that he had come back to life.

His body felt better, his heart had also become much more relaxed.

Gu Yun thought, Aren't they just a group of foreigners? If they are so extraordinary, why must they play devious tricks?

Even if it was any worse, as long as he was still alive, as long as Gu family still had someone left, the Black Iron Camp could not be counted as being destroyed entirely.

Gu Yun let out a long exhale. Only now did he realize he was starving to death. He pressed his stomach and painfully thought, Whoever gives me two hot pancakes at this moment, I will marry* that person immediately.

*The term used here was “take someone home as a wife”, since there is another term for a wife to be “wedded to” someone else's home.

Just as he was thinking this, Chang Geng came in with a bowl of hot noodle soup. Hot steam and delicious fragrance rushed forward without hesitation. Gu Yun's organs had been starved to the point of twisting themselves together.

He swallowed his own words: Except for this person, this one does not count...