In the previous battle against the Doctor, although the Three Elements Fusion and Sinner's Elegy were used simultaneously, they did not cause much damage to Yilan's body.
After all, his three physical attributes in reality had already reached 25 — far beyond what an ordinary person in the third simulation could achieve.
He wouldn't cough up blood, nor would his temperament undergo drastic changes like it did in the simulation.
The only penalty he suffered was that his three attributes temporarily dropped to 15, and he couldn't manipulate elemental energy smoothly for a period of time.
It would take about three days to fully recover.
In daily life, there was basically no significant impact.
Instead, it was Keqing who was seriously injured in that battle — several bones were fractured, and her skin suffered severe burns and frostbite.
In the real world before Yilan's transmigration, such injuries would likely have resulted in permanent paralysis or disfigurement.
Fortunately, the continent of Teyvat is a fantasy world. Although its technology in some areas lags behind that of the real world, in some respects, it surpasses it — for example, in medical arts.
Most external injuries could be healed with just a few healing spells.
If this kind of injury happened in the real world, it would probably make surgeons who spent decades studying medicine vomit blood from sheer frustration.
After dealing with the Doctor, Yilan immediately brought Keqing back to Liyue Harbor and sent her to Bubu Pharmacy for treatment.
Under the care of Dr. Baizhu, Keqing's external injuries were basically healed — at least the burned skin had returned to its former fair and delicate appearance.
"But internal injuries will still take time to recover," Baizhu said. "During this period, you must rest properly. Don't rush back to work. Wait until you've fully recovered."
Keqing lay quietly on the hospital bed, her cat-ear-like twin tufts of hair drooping slightly.
Her long, hip-length purple hair spread over the bed, making her petite body appear even smaller.
Her little face was slightly pale from the injury.
At this moment, the girl lay quietly under the covers, covering her lips with the quilt, revealing only her watery amethyst eyes, which stared at Yilan sitting by the bed, listening obediently and responding softly to his instructions.
Her voice was soft, and she appeared delicate and well-behaved — completely different from her usual resolute and decisive image.
Looking at the lovely girl, Yilan couldn't help but smile. He wanted to reach out and pat her head, but after thinking about it, decided it wasn't appropriate, so he stood up and said,
"Then I'll leave for now. You stay here and focus on recovering."
"Wait—"
"What's wrong?"
A sudden voice made Yilan turn around.
"No, nothing," Keqing said, pretending to be nonchalant. "I just mean… when you go back, don't worry about expenses. What I said before still counts. I'll cover all your living costs in Liyue."
"Thank you very much."
Yilan smiled and nodded, then turned to Qiqi, who was standing vigil at the bedside, and said,
"I'll leave Miss Keqing to your care, little Qiqi."
The little zombie girl with a talisman on her forehead said expressionlessly,
"Qiqi is not a child. Qiqi is already very old… But Qiqi will take good care of Miss Keqing."
"Qiqi is so cute. I'll treat you to coconut milk later."
Real coconut milk, of course.
Yilan added silently in his mind.
When dealing with lolis, there was no need to care too much.
Yilan gently patted Qiqi's soft head, then turned and walked out of the ward.
Seeing Yilan touch Qiqi's head so lovingly, Keqing inexplicably felt a little upset.
I'm cute too. Why didn't he pat my head?
If no one else had been present, Keqing might have rolled around in frustration on the bed.
She felt very conflicted and mad at herself.
Keqing, Keqing, it's just falling in love with a man. Is it really necessary to be so tangled up? You're not acting like yourself anymore.
I've decided.
After I recover from this injury, I'll find Yilan and confess my feelings!
I'll push him against the wall. I don't think he'd dare refuse!
This is my style!
Thinking this, Keqing instantly felt like she had returned to her former spirited self.
But what she didn't know was that after leaving Bubu Pharmacy, Yilan encountered another girl with long ice-blue hair.
After all, a fierce battle had just taken place.
Although Yilan had tried to move the battlefield to the uninhabited Guili Plains, and even though the Adepti had intervened to help the Qianyan Army escort the wounded, there were still casualties.
Therefore, when Yilan stepped out of Bubu Pharmacy, he saw many people supporting injured soldiers or carrying them on stretchers.
The flow of people was dense, and Yilan often had to turn sideways to avoid them while walking.
However, when he reached the long staircase outside Bubu Pharmacy, he saw — even through the crowded throngs — a head of flowing ice-blue hair and a conspicuous ahoge atop it.
Yilan froze for a moment.
He had made up his mind to reveal his identity to Ganyu one day, but he didn't expect that moment to arrive so suddenly.
He had imagined many scenarios for their reunion, but none like this, catching him completely off guard.
And at this moment, Ganyu also noticed him.
Across the crowd, Yilan's dark eyes met the girl's clear cyan eyes.
The bustling world around them seemed to fall silent.
"…Cough!"
Yilan coughed lightly, trying to calm himself. He removed his mask and said, a little awkwardly,
"Uh… what I'm about to say might sound unbelievable, but I swear it's true."
"My name is Yilan… the Yilan from a thousand years ago — your husband. I didn't die. It's just that… well, it's complicated…"
Before he could finish, he saw that Ganyu's eyes were brimming with tears.
"My name is Ganyu," the girl said softly.
The boy standing before her looked exactly as he had a millennium ago.
At the moment Yilan "died," she had sworn not to cry — so that his sacrifice wouldn't be in vain.
But now…
He stood before her once more.
Was it alright now? Could she cry?
The girl smiled, but tears streamed down her face.
She bowed gracefully like an elegant lady, choking up yet speaking with the gentlest voice,
"I am not talented. I hope Husband will guide me for the rest of my life."
Yilan could no longer hold back.
He rushed forward and pulled the girl he had longed for day and night into his embrace.
***
When he fell asleep, Yilan buried his face in Ganyu's arms, breathing in her sweet fragrance and drifting into a dream, held tenderly by her.
But by the time morning came, their positions had reversed: Ganyu had snuggled into his chest, fast asleep, while Yilan held her tightly.
When Yilan woke up, Ganyu was still sleeping soundly, exhausted from the night before.
He didn't get up immediately. Watching her adorable sleeping face, he couldn't resist playing a little.
He poked her soft cheek lightly with his finger.
Ganyu's cheeks, like her appearance, were soft, white, and tender.
A light poke would make a small dent. Very cute.
Then, mischievously, Yilan started playing with the ahoge on her head, gently curling it around his finger and tying a tiny knot.
He imagined how she would cover her head in confusion upon waking up and couldn't help chuckling.
However, before long, Ganyu stirred.
She untied the knot, and slowly opened her misty, unfocused cyan eyes, looking dazedly at Yilan.
In a soft, sleepy voice, she murmured,
"…Yilan…"
Yilan, overwhelmed with love and pity, lowered his head and kissed her gently.
After a long time, they separated.
Ganyu buried her face against his chest and shyly mumbled,
"I didn't brush my teeth yet… I have bad breath…"
"No way. Our Ganyu smells delicious everywhere."
It was true.
With her Qilin blood, eating only finest herbs and nectar, Ganyu was pure and spotless, white, tender, and fragrant.
"You're so good at sweet-talking!"
Ganyu pouted and playfully punched Yilan's chest.
The two cuddled quietly for a while.
Suddenly remembering something, Ganyu asked,
"By the way, what time is it now?"
"About seven o'clock," Yilan replied lazily.
"Seven o'clock?! Oh no, I'm going to be late for work!"
Startled, she tried to get up but immediately frowned in discomfort.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling sore?" Yilan asked with concern.
"It's all your fault!" Ganyu blushed, glaring at him with embarrassment and a hint of coquettish charm.
Yilan immediately understood and grinned mischievously.
"But I remember you were very enthusiastic last night, saying something about fulfilling your duties as a wife…"
Ganyu, embarrassed to death, bared her little fangs and lunged at him, pretending to bite his arm.
Yilan laughed and dodged, but Ganyu used too much force and almost fell off the bed.
He hurriedly caught her — only to have Ganyu mischievously nibble his arm with triumph in her cyan eyes.
"This is terrible. Even our obedient little Coconut Goat has turned naughty," Yilan teased.
Ganyu leaned against him, giggling.
She wished mornings like this could last forever.
But soon, the atmosphere became ambiguous again.
Because of Ganyu's posture, her body was pressed against Yilan's chest…
Yilan suddenly said seriously,
"Ganyu, I just thought of a very serious question."
Seeing his solemn expression, Ganyu became nervous.
"What is it?"
"One of us is human, and the other is half-human, half-Adeptus. Can we have children?"
"It should… be possible, right?"
Ganyu wasn't entirely certain, but since her parents were human and Qilin respectively, it should be feasible for her and Yilan too.
"So… do you want children?"
The innocent little Coconut Sheep nodded seriously, her ahoge swaying.
"I do!"
I want to have children with Yilan.
Maybe twins — a boy and a girl.
She happily imagined the possibilities.
But before she could think further, she suddenly felt dizzy — Yilan had already acted.
"Since you want children so much, Ganyu… I'll have to work harder!"
"You're the one with evil intentions!"
Ganyu only managed to make this accusation before losing her ability to speak.
When the two finally got out of bed, it was already ten in the morning.
Blushing furiously, Ganyu searched the closet for fresh clothes and stockings while scolding Yilan,
"It's all your fault, Yilan! I'm late for work today!"
"Why even go to work?" Yilan yawned lazily.
"We finally meet after a thousand years. Shouldn't we spend more time together? Take a week off!"
"But…"
Ganyu hesitated.
She wanted to be with him too, but after thousands of years of nonstop work, she was used to it.
"No buts!" Yilan declared firmly.
"You've worked overtime for a thousand years. You deserve a break. If you don't ask for leave, I'll ask on your behalf — as your husband."
"You're still as domineering as ever…"
Ganyu pouted, but the sweetness in her tone was unmistakable.
This was also why Yilan loved Ganyu so much.
She had deeply traditional values, a soft and gentle personality, and — as long as it didn't violate her principles — she always listened to him.
Just like last night.
Whatever he asked, she shyly but obediently cooperated, making her endlessly lovable.