Song Wei rested for a night. At dawn, he got up to wash. He felt slightly better than the previous night, but his head was still heavy.
When his brother became so ill, Song Fang specifically took leave from Hongwen Academy to come back and serve him. She had already helped him pack his writing materials and food into the exam basket. Afraid that he might feel cold at night, she especially got him to change into a thicker robe.
Unable to make it by herself, Song Fang bought him a pair of knee pads from outside.
Song Wei did not refuse. After preparing everything, he pushed the door open.
Xie Zheng was waiting outside. Upon seeing him, he smiled, "How are you feeling today?"
"Not bad."
Xie Zheng proactively took his exam basket, holding it himself, unlike others who advised Song Wei against taking risks. "Just endure two more sessions, and once the exams are over, you'll be free. You can rest as much as you want then."
