Chapter 9 Will You Marry Me
When I woke again I was still dizzy. I found myself lying in a finely decorated room. My Short Blade lay by the head of the bed.
The quilt under me was soft and took some of the pain away. I wanted to sit up, but it pulled at the wound on the back of my head. Thick cloth was wrapped around my head. I looked around the room in confusion.
Footsteps came from outside the door. Zhang Ming walked in holding a bowl of medicine.
I stared at him blankly. Tears fell drop by drop. He looked a little panicked and hurried to my side.
"Does it hurt badly? I'll call the doctor."
It really was him. Zhang Ming had saved me.
I pressed my lips together and shook my head.
Then Zhang Ming fed me the medicine spoon by spoon.
"Sister Mudan will come to see you."
He seemed eager to leave. I grabbed his sleeve and just stared, with a plea in my eyes.
Zhang Ming sat back by the bed, a little helpless.
"I know you and Sister Mudan are close, and she is a woman. I meant for her to tell you."
He said in a gentle voice: "Ahua, will you marry me?"