「Wednesday morning at Zuimo Court.」
Yan Feifan opened his eyes from a deep sleep and was surprised to see his sister, Su Ye, and Tian Yu all standing by his bed.
"What are you all doing standing guard over me? Are you afraid I'll suddenly kick the bucket in my sleep?"
"Stop talking such nonsense first thing in the morning!"
Yan Ziruo tapped Yan Feifan on the forehead and then said with a smile, "Seeing you open your eyes just puts our minds at ease."
"Come on, get up. It's already past seven."
"Also, for the injury on your left leg, Su Ye just changed the dressing again. The swelling has gone down a bit, which at least means it's getting better."
Tian Yu chimed in, "Mr. Yan, does it still hurt?"
Yan Feifan sat up in bed, tested his left leg, and said softly, "It still hurts a little, but it's much better than yesterday."
Yan Ziruo reminded him, "Feifan, when you get to the hospital today, get a full, detailed checkup first. We don't want to miss anything."
