For the next few days, Jay refused to eat anything.
Grand Old Master Yorks ordered the doctor to give him more parenteral nutrition to keep him alive.
After that, the grand old master thought long and hard about how to let his darling grandson stand on his feet again.
In the end, he sighed in despondence. The problems of the mind needed their own cure. Jay was in this state because of Angeline. To make him stand up once more, he would need to get Angeline back.
How could that be possible?
Peach Blossom County.
In an inn.
Angeline lay on the bed. Her weak body, the foreign surroundings, and that mysterious teen who appeared every now and then made her feel uncomfortable.
Thankfully, there was a little girl who took good care o f her. However, the little girl did not say much, so Angeline could not pinpoint their identity.
These few days, the little girl would prop her up and place the pillow behind her back before feeding her porridge.
At this moment, the teen suddenly barged in with a blade of grass in his mouth. He teased her rudely, saying, "You're so cold to everyone, yet you're taking care of her like she's your mother. If you treat me half as good as you do her, I would be more than happy."
Lil Thirteen replied with an ashen expression on her face, "Don't I treat you well?"
Although her words were not exactly nice, she helped him with everything. She would help him prepare his weapons and powders to prevent something from going wrong.
The youngster extended his leg and muttered, "I'm hurt too, but I don’t see you tending to me."
Lil Thirteen,
When he came back the other day, she had checked his wound and bandaged it. Was that not service?
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