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.

faint but closed his eyes by the fire. I busied myself with processing the

I located a stone to grind the

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

and I sighed with relief, 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

regret and furrowed my brows as I looked at him. When our eyes met, his weakened but wary gaze locked with mine. I could not help but soften my tone. “Did I

it was me, he hesitated for a few seconds before his gaze softened as well. He asked, “What are you doing?”

‘ I’m helping you treat your injuries. These herbs have anti–inflammatory and

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done. I was not a doctor, and without proper

bit self–conscious and looked at him apologetically. “It might look a bit ugly, but I assure you the medicine

His gaze

His dry lips

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