Cha Yi checked Xiao Jiu's pulse, stable and strong, indeed they had saved him.
Glancing at the wounds, they had already healed, and in such a short time.
This was a fatal injury, after all.
Cha Yi grew even more curious about Tang Feng, but unfortunately, he was about to leave.
After handling the matters of the manor, Tang Feng indeed had no need to stay any longer; every time she thought about this moment, her heart felt aimless.
It seemed she was somewhat reluctant to let him go.
Once he left, she would return to her previous life, dull, tasteless, as if just muddling through.
Looking back, she realized she had missed out on so much.
By the time she came back to her senses, Xiao Jiu had already been awake for quite a while.
"Senior Sister, how long do you expect me to wait?" Xiao Jiu asked with a wry smile.
"Junior Sister, I'm sorry. Senior Sister was lost in thought," Cha Yi said, feeling relieved to see Xiao Jiu well.
"Senior Sister, I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu was wrong."