He had just heard the sound of the young scholar getting up.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the young scholar stunned, the woodcutter frowned, "What?"

"Don't you recognize your brother?"

This is actually just a joke from the woodcutter.

unexpectedly……

The young scholar opened his eyes wide, "Brother...Brother?!"

...

"I really don't know me anymore!"

The woodcutter was surprised.

"Do you still remember what happened before?"

...

"The previous...thing..."

The young scholar whispered.

His face, which was dazed, gradually changed.

He remembered...

The chaotic brain gradually became clearer.

Everything that happened before was clearly reproduced in his mind.

He suddenly held his hand tightly.

Xiao Xiangrui...

...

"Remember?"

The woodcutter sat down beside the young scholar's bed.

"Does there any place in the body feel uncomfortable?"

But it changed the topic.

...

"Brother...brother!"

...

The young scholar suddenly raised his eyes.

Pupil vibrates.

What?!

...

The woodcutter was so scared that his heart was shaken by the young scholar's behavior.

...

"Hear?"

The woodcutter reached out and shook his hand in front of the young scholar.

"younger brother?"

The woodcutter called out carefully.

...

"……elder brother……"

The young scholar murmured.

...

"Um."

The woodcutter nodded, "It's me."

"How are you in good condition now?"

"Does it feel good?"

“Is there any uncomfortable part of you?”

"Do I need to find a doctor to show you?"

...

The young scholar was stunned.

doctor?

Why?

A little doubt appeared on his face.

...

The woodcutter reached out and patted the young scholar on the shoulder.

"You have the nerve to ask why?"

"Do you know how many days you have been in the rain and how many days you have been hungry?"

"You were almost fainted when I found you."

"To be safe, I'd better find a doctor to show you."

...

The young scholar shook his head.

"……Need not."

The hoarse voice made the young scholar cough a few times, "Cough cough~"

"I'm fine."

This time the young scholar's voice was no longer hoarse.

"No need to ask a doctor."

...

"Are you sure?"

The woodcutter observed the young scholar's appearance.

"Your face is not very good."

...

The young scholar subconsciously touched his face.

“…is there any?”

...

"have."

The woodcutter nodded seriously.

"younger brother."

The woodcutter slowed down his tone.

"what happened?"

"you……"

The woodcutter paused,

He was a little uncertain about how to ask his brother what he had seen before?

Will it stimulate my brother?

...

The young scholar's face changed slightly.

His eyes were lowered.

"…….elder brother."

...
To be continued...