The small boat swayed slightly and suddenly jolted.
The boy lying in the cabin let out a low groan and slowly regained consciousness.
His mind was still a blur.
He only felt like his head was about to explode, and there was not a single part of his body that didn't hurt.
Suddenly, a spicy-tasting pill was pushed into his mouth, followed by a gulp of cold water.
He instinctively swallowed the pill and heard someone say, "Don't move."
The familiar voice excited the boy, and he hurriedly shouted, "Brother Zhang, run quickly, don't worry about me!"
Zhang Yuan reached out to steady him and smiled, "If I don't take care of you, who will?"
It was then that Shuisheng fully came to his senses.
Seeing Zhang Yuan right before him filled him with surprise and joy, "Brother Zhang, are you alright?"
The boy struggled to sit up.
But Zhang Yuan pressed him down firmly, "I told you not to move; do you still want your arm?"
