Seeing that Zhou Miao had woken up, Cheng Heng walked to the front of Zhou Miao and stared at her face seriously, as if to confirm something. After a while, he pointed at Zhou Miao's arm with his finger.
Zhou Miao was thoroughly confused by his actions. She turned her head to look, and there were small scratches on her arm, like the scratch marks left by tree branches.
[Hamster, Hamster, what's going on?]
[Master, the injuries you received when you used materialization will still remain on your body, so you should be careful when you use materialization while carrying out your missions.]
While Zhou Miao and the hamster were conversing, Cheng Heng had already found the medicine box and taken out the ointment.
Cheng Heng took the cotton stick and the ointment and studied them carefully. Then he gently applied a small amount of the ointment on Zhou Miao's arm.
Zhou Miao looked at his gentle movements and felt the hot sensation on the wound.
"It's just a small wound. There's no need to apply medicine."
"It will hurt." Cheng Heng still persisted in applying the ointment, and even put on a band-aid with a bear design.
His movements were very careful as if he was treating a rare treasure.
After he was done, he pushed the door open and went out for a walk.
Zhou Miao, who was left in the same place, felt as if her heart was immersed in hot water. The boy in her dream just now had also anxiously wanted to apply medicine on her wound, and now Cheng Heng was doing the same.
Slowly, unconsciously, Cheng Heng seemed to be starting to walk out of the shell that trapped him.
Zhou Miao did not know that an even bigger surprise was waiting for her.
In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend again, and it was time for the Cheng family to have dinner together.
On such days, there would be more things on the table that Cheng Heng couldn't eat.
Both Yu Ying and Cheng Tai liked spicy food. Although Cheng Heng couldn't eat spicy food, Mother Cheng didn't want everyone in the family to go without it, so she ordered the housekeeper to make a few spicy dishes for Yu Ying and Cheng Tai.
Cheng Tai still acted like a good brother. At the dining table, he kept putting food into Cheng Heng's bowl and asked about Cheng Heng's condition.
"Sister-in-law, it's been hard on you too."
Cheng Tai looked at Zhou Miao as he raised his glass. His eyes were calm, and his smile was perfect.
In the past, Zhou Miao would definitely have thought that Cheng Tai was a great brother, but now, she didn't dare to think so.
Since Cheng Tai had done so many bad things when Cheng Heng was a child, he probably wouldn't change when he grew up.
"If there's anything you need my help with, I can also help." Yu Ying also chimed in.
Recently, she had undergone several medical beauty procedures and even specially put on a mole, but the rough impression on her face had not been removed. Even at the Cheng family's dinner table, she still put on makeup, afraid that others would see through her.
"It's nothing. I can handle it myself. Thank you, Sister and Brother-in-law." Zhou Miao gave a toast without any change in expression, thinking that this couple in front of her really had no flaws in their act.
"You've indeed worked hard during this period." The one who spoke was Father Cheng. Recently, he had also noticed that Cheng Heng's condition seemed to be better than before, that Cheng Heng could hear other people talking. "Recently, Cheng Heng's condition has improved greatly, thanks to you."
Suddenly, Cheng Heng, who was sitting next to him, knocked over a glass. With a splash, the water spilled all over the floor.
Cheng Heng did not bother with the glass but frantically grabbed Zhou Miao's glass. Before Zhou Miao could snatch the glass, he had already taken a gulp of the wine.
Everyone gathered around to check what had happened to Cheng Heng.
Yu Ying snickered scornfully in her heart. It was impossible to take care of a person like Cheng Heng. No matter how capable Zhou Miao was, how could she be better than a doctor? Even the doctors felt that Cheng Heng couldn't be cured, let alone her, Zhou Miao!
Zhou Miao snatched the wine glass and looked at Cheng Heng's contorted face. The expression above his head was also contorted, and he opened his mouth to breathe.
Huh? Breathing through the mouth?
Zhou Miao asked tentatively, "Did you taste something spicy?"
Cheng Heng looked at Zhou Miao and opened his mouth slightly. "Want to drink water."
Zhou Miao brought over a cup of milk for Cheng Heng to neutralize the spiciness. Cheng Heng gulped down half a cup, and his brows finally relaxed. He sat on his seat and pointed at the plate of spicy chicken.
"Spicy." His single word shocked everyone present.
Spiciness was a sensation of pain. Now that he could feel spiciness, did it mean that his inability to feel pain was changing for the better?
Mother Cheng's eyes were filled with tears. "Make an appointment with the doctor immediately. We'll have a health check tomorrow to see if our Cheng Heng is getting better."
Cheng Tai patted his mother's back gently and even handed her a tissue. "It's good that Little Brother's illness can get better. Mom, don't be so agitated. I believe this is just the beginning. He will get better and better in the future."
His expression was sincere as if he really hoped that Cheng Heng would recover.