The next day.
It must be said, Jin Wushu's medical skills were unparalleled. After a treatment session and a night's rest, Xiahou Changming was already able to move freely.
Although he still appeared slightly weak, it was only a matter of time.
After lunch.
Chen Yang and Xiahou Changming sat in the pavilion, while Gu Zhiqing brought them tea, along with some pastries and fruits.
She didn't disturb them, saying just a few words before leaving on her own accord.
"Tsk tsk..."
Xiahou Changming kept watching Gu Zhiqing's back until she entered the room, then retracted his gaze, clicking his tongue and saying, "You lucky guy, did you save the world in your past life to end up with such a wonderful wife?"
"Of course, my own wife isn't bad either."
Finally, Xiahou Changming added another sentence.
Chen Yang rubbed his nose and smiled it off.
"When I said you were lonely before, I was truly mistaken. I apologize for that," Xiahou Changming said.
