When Yan Bubu saw Feng Chen took the medicine, he reached into his bulging chest pocket and rustled out the bread.
The bread had been crushed beyond recognition, and the inside of the bag was filled with cheese. He tore and bit the bag open and handed it to Feng Chen.
"Master, eat something." Yan Bubu poked his head out from behind the bread. "Eat the bread and you'll get better faster."
Feng Chen was already feeling uncomfortable and had no appetite, so he subconsciously turned his head away, but Yan Bubu kept passing the bread to his mouth: "Master, eat it. The medicine is too bitter. Eat something sweet. This bread is delicious."
His cheeks were covered in streaks of mud, but his eyes were surprisingly dark and bright, and his eyelashes were wet, with several tufts of hair tangled together at the corners of his eyes.
"Master, eat, eat."
Urged earnestly by Yan Bubu, Feng Chen opened his mouth unconsciously and took a bite of the bread, letting the faint sweet fragrance spread in his mouth.
"Am I good to you?" Seeing that he was eating, Yan Bubu leaned in and whispered, "I am still very capable. I can find medicine and food. Don't throw me away. I will serve you like this and feed you in the future."
Feng Chen glanced at him and continued chewing the bread. But he was still running a fever, so he only ate a little and then stopped eating. Yan Bubu had to eat the remaining half.
Feng Chen had been leaning against the wall watching him. Seeing that he finished the bread with relish and wanted to lick his fingers, he stopped him in a weak voice.
“…No licking your fingers.”
"Well, okay, I won't lick you. How are you? Are you better after taking the medicine?" Yan Bubu leaned closer to look at Feng Chen's face and put his forehead against his.
"Why is it still so hot? Didn't I just take some medicine?" Yan Bubu murmured in confusion: "Didn't I take enough? Do I need to take a few more pills?"
"... That's enough." Feng Chen shook his head, "Waiting... is enough."
Yan Bubu suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right. Even after I took medicine when I was sick, it took several days to get better."
Feng Chen didn't feel cold at this moment, his body no longer felt like his own, but when he saw Yan Bubu shivering, he turned his head with difficulty to look around.
There was originally an exhibition hall behind the platform, with several large display cabinets shattered under the masonry. One large display cabinet was relatively intact, lying on its side with the door half open and the glass intact.
"Go and pull out the flannel inside." He said to Yan Bubu.
"Um."
There was a layer of red velvet in the display cabinet. Yan Bubu tore off the entire piece of cloth and brought back a large ball of it.
Feng Chen said: "Take off your wet clothes."
Yan Bubu took two steps forward and reached out to take off his coat.
"Take off your own... take them all off." Feng Chen said.
Yan Bubu began to take off his clothes, but his corduroy overalls were soaked with water and the buttonholes were so sticky that he couldn't unbutton them for a long time, so he just pulled them roughly.
Feng Chen could only call him over and help him untie the knot.
The action of unbuttoning his clothes almost exhausted all his strength, so when he saw Yan Bubu not only taking off his T-shirt and overalls, but also starting to take off his shorts, he couldn't say a word to stop him.
Yan Bubu stripped himself naked, and without Feng Chen's instructions, he climbed onto the bench and wrapped himself in the velvet.