Shen Yize touched Jiang Zhi's forehead and felt a normal body temperature. He sighed with relief and asked again, "How are you feeling?"
Jiang Zhi enjoyed being noticed by Shen Yize; this feeling had grown over time without his realization. It had never happened before.
"I... am hungry," Jiang Zhi revealed an unusual weakness and spoke with an extremely soft voice.
Shen Yize stood up and said, "Ah, you haven't eaten for three days since you were unconscious. I'll make porridge for you."
Shen Yize went to the simple kitchen in the back and began making porridge and chicken soup from the forest. Jiang Zhi followed him like a lost chick and sat waiting near the kitchen. He rested his hand on his chin, observing Shen Yize's busy cooking.