After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Mu Bingling ran back, clutching a two-inch Jade Box. Panting, she asked, "Mother, Father, I've brought back the Blood Ginseng. How is my little brother?"
Bi Wan gently wiped the sweat from Mu Bingling's forehead, her eyes filled with affection. Mu Bingling was an orphan she had found long ago. Mu Bingling herself knew this, as she was already two years old when Bi Wan found her. After nearly ten years together, Bi Wan had long since come to see Mu Bingling as her own flesh and blood. Seeing Mu Bingling so anxious about Mu Chen's condition made Bi Wan's heart ache for her even more.
Hearing Mu Bingling's question, Bi Wan said softly, "Chen'Er is fine now. He just lost too much blood and is still unconscious. He'll probably wake up tomorrow, so don't worry."
