What!?"
"I want to eat your Red Braised Pork tonight."
Rao Aimin fumed so much that it became amusement. "I worked so hard to apply medicine for you, and you even put out conditions? Cut the crap!? There's only a bit of leftovers. It's up to you to eat them!"
"What are the leftovers?"
"Only dumplings."
"What's the filling inside?"
"Chive eggs!"
"Why is it vegetarian? Is there no meat? This bro is a patient now, and a great hero who was injured for national causes. Can't I get a bit of meat to eat?"
"Kid, you are trying to be forceful, aren’t you?"
"Alright then, I'll make do."
"Open your mouth. Drink the medicine."
"What medicine?"
"Anti-inflammatory medicine."
"I can't drink it if it's too bitter."
"If you keep up your nonsense, you will be left on the bed with nobody caring about you. Open your mouth, drink the medicine and water!"
Rao Aimin was already holding the water and medicine. She helped him sit up.
"...Orh." Zhang Ye obediently drank the medicine.
After the initial pain, Zhang Ye felt he was getting better. With someone taking care of him, he felt better. Towards the landlady's wicked mouth, Zhang Ye always kept it at arm's length. However, be it what Rao Aimin did or her taking care of him, Zhang Ye was especially assured with it. He knew she was a specially virtuous woman in everything. Now, he did not need to worry or consider about himself. He lay down and someone would wipe medicine on him, give him tea, as well as food. That feeling was indescribably good, and with that, weariness crept up to him.