Ouyang Qingcheng took Feng Moxi's hand and sent a stream of Inner Strength into her.
She then frowned. "The damage to the inner walls of your meridians is gradually healing. Remember, don't push yourself so hard next time. If you can't win, just run."
'It's not that I wanted to,' Feng Moxi thought. 'But with Wan Wanxin, it's a fight to the death.'
"How long was I out?"
"Seven days. You'll need to rest for at least another half a month. I'll go get you something to eat."
With that, she walked out, gently locking the door from the outside.
A moment later, Chaoyang climbed in through the window again.
He locked eyes with Feng Moxi for a long moment. Suddenly, Chaoyang stepped forward, gently pulled her into his arms, and whispered, "Do you know? I was scared to death that day. I was so afraid..."
Feng Moxi had long sensed that Chaoyang felt differently about her, but she didn't dare to dwell on it.
