Facade of Love

Chapter 289 Are They Poisonous?

As I spoke, I offered the simple water container I had crafted from leaves to Charlie’s lips. ” Have some water first, and later, I’ll roast some mushrooms for you to eat.”

His lips had already dried up a bit from the fever, and he took a few shallow sips of water. His complexion improved slightly, but it seemed like his attention was on me. He looked at me and said, “I thought you wouldn’t come back.”

I was momentarily taken aback by his words, not understanding why he would say that. I could not help but respond, “What are you saying? How could I not come back? You’re already this sick, and if I were to leave you behind, I wouldn’t deserve to be called human.”

He smiled wryly, seemingly resigned. “No, it’s just that in my condition, I’m a burden to you. It would be faster for you to find a way out on your own.”

I could not fathom his line of thinking. After giving him some water to drink, I checked his clothes, most of which had been dried by the fire. Then, I examined his leg, which had become significantly more swollen.

Seeing his condition, I told him, “You should lie down for a while. I’ll prepare some food first and then tend to your injuries.”

He responded with a quiet “okay“. He appeared so haggard that he might pass out at any

moment.

I busied myself with processing the mushrooms

Then, I located a stone to grind the gathered medicinal herbs. Since I did not have any

returning, I noticed that Charlie was still asleep with his eyes closed. I

thinking he had fallen asleep. I rolled up his pant leg and applied the crushed herbs to his leg, which was already covered in sores. Perhaps the medicine was too cold, as he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his sharp, intense gaze toward me. Due to

my brows as I looked at him. When our eyes met, his weakened but wary gaze locked with mine. I could not help but

seconds before his

I had collected an ample amount of medicinal herbs, and while I had dropped some, there was still enough. I continued to apply the medicine to his wounds, explaining, ‘ I’m helping you treat your injuries. These herbs have anti–inflammatory and pain–relieving properties. I can’t do much else for your injuries, but I can ease your pain. It might hurt

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and without proper medical tools, his leg ended up looking a bit like

apologetically. “It might look a bit ugly, but I assure you the medicine works. Please don’t mind

His gaze

away from his leg, and he looked at me intently. His

-than–impressive medical skills. I then handed him the mushrooms that I had roasted to perfection. “Have some. It will replenish