The days that followed passed in a quiet rhythm of hospital visits, medical examinations, and gradual recovery.
For Yue Ling and Lu Tian, the Imperial Military Hospital became a second home.
Neither had any intention of leaving Ji Jingxu alone for longer than necessary.
Despite Dr. Dong's reassurance that the young man was out of danger, Yue Ling remained cautious. The memory of his kidnapping to his rescue was still too fresh in her mind.
Even now, whenever she closed her eyes, she could still see him being hung by chains.
It was a sight she never wanted to witness again.
The first three days were the hardest.
Ji Jingxu spent most of his time sleeping, his body exhausted from the ordeal he had endured. Whenever he woke, it was only for a short while before the medication pulled him back into unconsciousness.
Yue Ling rarely left his bedside.
