Since Feng Chen had woken up, there was no need to cook the wolf meat into a meat soup, but Yan Bubu still cooked it for a little longer and boiled the wolf bones thoroughly.
He selected two pieces of the most tender meat and scooped them into a bowl, added some soup, blew it cool, and brought it to Feng Chen: "Come and eat, the temperature is just right."
Feng Chen could only move one arm, so Yan Bubu still fed him. She picked up a piece of wolf meat and put it in his mouth, saying nervously, "It's not tasty, but can you hold on for a while? The main thing is that there is no seasoning right now, not even salt, and I can't find anything else to eat."
"No, it tastes great." Feng Chen chewed the wolf meat carefully and swallowed it naturally.
Yan Bubu had been staring at him, and seeing this he asked suspiciously, "Does it really taste good?"
Feng Chen said carefully: "I don't have any taste in my mouth right now. This fishy smell is just right to cleanse my taste buds. It feels pretty good."
"Is that so?" Seeing that he was really enjoying the meal, Yan Bubu couldn't help but pick up a piece and feed it to his mouth. When the strong fishy smell filled his mouth, he almost vomited, and quickly swallowed it with his neck stretched, making a retching sound.
"Drink some water quickly, wash it down like you did before." Feng Chen said quickly.
Yan Bubu picked up the water and drank it in big gulps, washing the wolf meat and the fishy smell in his mouth into his stomach.
"It tastes so bad. I can't swallow it without water." Yan Bubu wiped the tears from his eyes and suddenly realized, "How do you know that I swallowed the wolf meat with water? How did you know?"
Feng Chen said: "Your retching was so loud that I would have woken up even if I was unconscious."
"You're just lying to me. He must have been awake all the time!"
Feng Chen explained: "No, it was after you sorted out my spiritual realm that I regained some consciousness, but I couldn't wake up completely."
"You regained consciousness at that time." Yan Bubu was surprised at first, and then he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly shouted: "Since you are conscious, why don't you pee? I have collected your urine so many times, why don't you pee even a drop?"
"Keep your voice down! Are you trying to deafen me by shouting like that? Give me some more soup. I want to drink more."
Yan Bubu took the wooden bowl and walked towards the fire. After a few steps, he stopped and turned around to ask, "Do you want to pee now? Are you feeling uncomfortable holding it in?"
"It's not uncomfortable, and I don't want to do it now." Feng Chen replied quickly.
"But-"
"I've already gone to the bathroom." Feng Chen interrupted him, "It was you who went to the bathroom on my back when you were looking for wolf meat."
Binunu was digging wood with his back to the two of them. Upon hearing this, he turned to look at Feng Chen, his face full of confusion.
Yan Bubu was a little shocked: "Binunu can actually carry you, how can it carry you on its head—"
"Hiss..." Feng Chen gasped, holding his thigh. Yan Bubu immediately stopped talking and rushed over nervously: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the wound?"
Feng Chen closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, then slowly relaxed his brows: "It's okay, I guess the wound is healing, it was a little itchy, but now I don't feel it anymore."
"Do you want me to scratch it for you? I'll scratch the uninjured area nearby, and that should make it feel better."