Chapter 92: Going to the Tavern to Help Brother An Request a Leave

"That's good." However, seeing that Ye Zi'an was lying on his stomach the whole time, Yang Chuxia could imagine how uncomfortable it must be without even trying it herself, especially with the hot weather. Fortunately, Yang Dachuan was fanning him on the side; otherwise, his sweat would soak through his back, and his wound might become infected.

"Oh, Xiaxia, can you do me a favor?" Ye Zi'an asked with some difficulty.

"What's the matter? Just tell me." Now, it wouldn't matter if he asked her for one or even ten favors. After all, Ye Zi'an was lying here because he saved her, so it would be difficult to repay his kindness.