The thick wooden door creaked as it opened.
A ray of sunlight shone through, accompanied by a piercing cold wind, and a girl around the age of seventeen or eighteen walked in.
The area between her brows was somewhat reddened, and her eyes brimmed with water, indicating that she had just been crying.
The girl walked in, closing the door with a loud clang, her gaze sweeping over Qin Jian and Tian Niu. Upon seeing their cracked lips, she stood up and walked over to the red-lacquered square table to pour two cups of hot water.
She let the hot water cool to just the right temperature and then carefully scooped it up with a small porcelain spoon, feeding it to the two men lying on the warm kang with their eyes closed.
"Drink up. If you've woken and heard me, swallow this water. Every bit helps," said the girl in a soft and gentle voice.
Qin Jian's Adam's apple moved, and he slowly swallowed the water, then opened his eyes.
