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.

did not faint but closed his eyes by the fire. I busied myself with processing the mushrooms

I located a stone to grind the gathered medicinal herbs.

still asleep with his eyes closed. I approached him quietly and softly called

I reached out to check his breathing. Thankfully, it was steady, 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 the medicine was too cold, as he suddenly opened his eyes and

at him. When our eyes met, his weakened but wary gaze locked with mine. I could not help but soften my tone. “Did I wake you up?”

few seconds before his gaze softened as well. He asked, “What are you

your injuries. These herbs have anti–inflammatory and pain–relieving properties. I can’t do

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observing my actions attentively. After I finished, I looked at the somewhat clumsy bandaging job I had done. I was not a doctor, and without proper medical tools, his leg ended up looking a bit like it had been wrapped in unsightly tree bark. It was definitely

him apologetically. “It might look a bit ugly, but I assure you the medicine

His gaze

from his leg, and he looked at me intently. His dry lips parted slightly as he uttered two words,

and shake my head, fearing he would continue focusing on my less -than–impressive medical skills. I then handed him the