Jasmine's beautiful figure slowly entered the room, carrying two bowls and two glasses on a tray.
Noticing that Leon was awake, she offered a small smile and walked closer.
"I made your favorite yellow fish soup. I gave you a bigger portion this time, so you'll feel full and satisfied," she said softly as she sat gently on the edge of the bed.
She placed the tray on the small table beside the bed and carefully arranged the food.
Unaware that Leon had regained his sight, Jasmine moved with calm, unhurried grace.
Meanwhile, Leon stayed silent, gazing at her from head to toe with a look of astonishment.
"She's really beautiful... and she really does look like someone from a remote tribe," he thought.
Since he had been blind before, this was the first time he could actually see Jasmine—and he hadn't imagined she would be this beautiful and captivating.
