Xue Bei came over to see Li Si and noticed that he was already able to sit up. He checked his wound. "No issues?"
Li Si replied, "Lord Zhou said we need to observe for a few more days. If the wound doesn't worsen, it's considered healed."
Xue Bei reached out and touched his forehead. "A bit warm."
Li Si frowned, "It's not serious. Lord Zhou said as long as I don't have a high fever or convulsions, it's fine."
Xue Bei said, "… You're quite optimistic. When the arrowhead was extracted, even His Majesty thought you might not make it."
Li Si said emotionally, "Even if I died a thousand times, I couldn't repay His Majesty's kindness."
He was talking about the emperor sucking the poison from his wound.
Xue Bei sneered slightly, just about to speak, when suddenly there was the urgent sound of hooves, followed by a series of rapid drumbeats.
Xue Bei immediately got up, pressing down on Li Si, who was about to jump up, "You're injured, focus on recovering. I'll go have a look."
