Four Eyes looked at Ling Li with curiosity. "What is in that water?" Four Eyes asked.
"Do you feel better?" Ling Li inquired, her eyes searching his for any sign of discomfort.
"Yes," Four Eyes replied, a hint of surprise in his voice.
"It's a formula that I created together with this medicine," Ling Li explained. "Let me apply this on you so we can go home and rest. I'll tell you about it in the future and teach you how to make it."
After carefully applying the medicine to his wounds, Ling Li helped Four Eyes dress.
They emerged from Ling Li's room to find the rest of the team gathering, all looking slightly more refreshed but still burdened by the night's events. The camp, bathed in the soft glow of the rising sun, felt almost peaceful for a moment.
"But Pharsa and Chatty still need to be around," Ling Li noted, glancing around with concern. "Where are Chatty they?"
"They haven't come out from Pharsa's room," Reginald replied, his voice tinged with worry.
"Let's go see what is happening to them," Ling Li suggested. Together, they made their way to Pharsa's room, hoping for the best but bracing themselves for whatever they might find.
When they entered the room, the dim light revealed Pharsa still diligently stitching Chatty's wounds. The sight made Ling Li's heart sink. "Is he severely injured?" Ling Li asked.
Pharsa nodded, her focus unwavering as she continued to stitch. Ling Li stepped closer, her eyes scanning Chatty's battered body. The extent of his injuries was overwhelming, and she sighed deeply. "He is severely injured, and there are too many wounds to suture," Ling Li uttered.
"Mushu, let us give Pharsa a hand," Ling Li said, grabbing the necessary supplies. Mushu quickly joined her, his hands steady despite the urgency of the situation.
"Let me help, too," Shi Min volunteered, stepping forward. With the four of them working together, they moved with a synchronized rhythm, their combined efforts making quick work of Chatty's numerous wounds. In less than an hour, they had finished.
"Pharsa, let Chatty soak in the solution. I will have Reginald come back for you. We will send the rest home to rest," Ling Li instructed, her voice gentle yet firm.
"Yes. Thank you," Pharsa replied softly, her gratitude evident in her eyes.
As they prepared to leave, Pharsa felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her. She was overwhelmed by the sight of Chatty's injuries and the realization of how much she cared for him. Pharsa couldn't quite understand why she felt this way, but perhaps she had accepted that Chatty was her future.
With a sigh, Pharsa carefully lifted Chatty and carried him to the tub, the warm water enveloping his battered body. The room fell into a hushed silence, the only sound the gentle splash of water as Pharsa tended to Chatty, her heart full of hope and determination.
Ling Li and the group arrived home early in the morning, the sun barely tingeing the horizon with hints of gold and orange. The air was cool and fresh, filled with the soft scent of dew on the grass. Ling Li, her eyes still heavy with fatigue, gently guided Four Eyes to his room, making sure he was comfortable before closing the door softly behind her. She sensed the weight of the night's events lingering in the stillness of the house.
Shun slipped quietly into Ren's room and saw Ren sleeping, his heart racing with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Ren lay there peacefully, her dark hair fanned out like a halo against the pillow. Shun changed into his comfortable pajamas. As Shun carefully slipped under the covers beside Ren, every movement was like a whisper, afraid to disturb the serenity of her slumber.
In her dreams, Ren felt a warm presence beside her. It was familiar, enveloping her in a sense of security that she couldn't quite name. She instinctively hugged the warmth, thinking she was still lost in a sweet dream. Shun's heart swelled at that moment; Shun embraced her back. He had been worried about her while he was on the training ground, and he felt relieved to be back and have her in his arms.
An hour passed like a gentle stream, and Ren stirred, the scent of Shun wrapping around her like a favorite blanket. Her heart leaped in joy when she opened her eyes and saw Shun beside her.
"Shun! You're back!" Ren nearly squealed, her excitement breaking the morning calm. She lunged forward and enveloped Shun in a tight embrace, the joy of his return igniting a spark of warmth in her chest.
"Whoa!" Shun gasped as he felt the sudden pressure against his injuries, a mix of surprise and pain flickering across his face.
"Did I hurt you?" Ren pulled back quickly, her eyes wide with concern. Shun managed a smile, brushing a hand through his hair to reassure her.
"I'm fine, really! Just a bit sore. How is my favorite person?" Shun caressed her hair gently, wanting nothing more than to ease her worry. "I'm okay, don't worry about me. How are you? I miss you."
"You look... different," Ren said, her brow furrowing as she examined Shun closely. The exhaustion under his eyes, the slight bruises peeking from beneath the edges of his pajama sleeves—these signs of struggle were hard to miss.
"Just a few scrapes," Shun replied lightly, but Ren was having none of it.
"No! You're not telling the truth! Let me see! Let me see! "Ren insisted she was familiar with Shun. He wouldn't tell her if he was in pain. Ren insisted with a ferocity that made him chuckle despite himself. She knew him too well, her intuition like a sixth sense.
Shun drew Ren back to him and hugged her tightly.
"I want to see! Let me see! How could you get injured? Shi Min said you were training, but how did you get all injured?"
"I'll show you later; let me sleep more. I'm still tired."
"Shun Chang!" Ren yelled.
Shun sighed dramatically, knowing he wouldn't win this battle. He pulled the blanket down slightly, revealing his legs, which bore the evidence of his ordeal—bruises and cuts that stood in stark contrast against his pale skin. Ren's eyes widened in horror. "
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