Xie Jue was awakened by the pain, his body drenched in sweat. Fang Chuning, who had been sleeping beside him, had already heard his groans. She got up to brew the medicine. The Imperial Physician, aware of Xie Jue's unbearable pain, had specially concocted a pain-relieving decoction. Fang Chuning saw him asleep and didn't wake him to drink it, so now it was already cold. She heated it on the stove and brought it to Xie Jue to drink. Xie Jue's face was pale, tormented by the pain to an embarrassing degree. Although the pain was bearable, its intensity made it hard to endure, especially in the dead of night.
"Why are you sleeping in my room?"
"To take care of you," Fang Chuning said, using a warm towel to wipe his sweat. The decoction didn't take effect immediately. "It's just past midnight, still early. Once the medicine kicks in, you can sleep for a bit."
