Not Much Time Left

Huanhuan had already regained her strength. She quickly started a fire and took out shellfish grass to boil. She blew on it to cool it down before handing the medicine to the prophet.

"Shellfish grass can clear the heat and stop coughing. Drink some."

The prophet took the bowl and drank half of the water. His throat felt much better.

He thanked her.

Huanhuan looked at his weak appearance and was very worried. "You don't look well. Why don't we rest here for another day and leave tomorrow?"

"Won't it take up your time?"

"It's fine."

Hence, they stayed and prepared to spend another night here.

Before breakfast, Huanhuan went to the nearby stream to catch two fish. After washing them, she cut them into pieces and stewed them in a pot of fragrant fish soup for today's breakfast.

She scooped a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the prophet. "Drink it slowly. Be careful. It's hot."