Two hundred ninety-one, who am I?

After the hired part-time worker had helped Yun Han bathe, Su Jinyue paid them, and once they had left, she sat opposite Yun Han and looked at him, "What on earth happened to you?" Although she had fed him Spiritual Spring water and Nine-Leaf Lotus Seeds, the vitality within him was still continually slipping away.

Yun Han's eyes turned toward her, staring blankly, "Who am I..."

Luo Shu was slightly taken aback, then looked at Yun Han with some surprise, "You're Yun Han." She didn't know whether the Spiritual Spring had mended his senses, but his current state was much better than before.

"Yun Han... Yun Han..." Yun Han kept murmuring his own name, with a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

Seeing Yun Han's improved state, Luo Shu was happy for him. All she could do for now was to feed him some Spiritual Spring water; the rest was up to him.

After sending Yun Han to the guest room to rest, Luo Shu returned to her own room.