Chapter 13 The Shrew's Illness

Ling Yun looked tenderly at the young man who allowed her to tease him all the time with a grin on his face.

She knew that Ding Ning had buried too much pain and too many stories in his heart. He merely kept them to himself. What he always expressed was his carefree side.

She gently held his hand and helped him massage between his eyebrows, trying to resolve the pain in his heart. She patted his arm like she was coaxing a child. "Be good. Don't be afraid. I'll always be with you."

Like a drowning person holding onto a life-saving float, Ding Ning clutched her hand without letting go. His knitted eyebrows gradually relaxed as the corners of his mouth curved ever so slightly. He began drifting to dreamland like a child.

Ling Yun was pushing the door in when the sun spilling into the ward woke Ding Ning up. She was holding breakfast in her hand.

Rubbing his face, Ding Ning sat up and smiled sheepishly. "Master Yun, what good food did yo