Guan Tong cooked a pack of instant noodles on a portable gas stove. Wang Yan seemed to feel a bit better after eating and fell asleep.
Chen Na said her mother hadn't slept well last night. Their truck only had one sleeper bunk, so every night, she would sleep on the bunk while her mother, Wang Yan, made do on the seats. Wang Yan would then lie down during the day to catch up on sleep.
"Guan, is Mom's stomach hurting because she hasn't been sleeping well?" Chen Na's little face was full of self-reproach. "It's all my fault. I've been so selfish."
"Don't say that," Guan Tong comforted her. "I'm sure your mom wants you to sleep well. But now that she's sick, you should let her have the bunk at night."
"Okay! I know. I'll tell her when she wakes up."
After she spoke, Chen Na added, "Oh, right, Guan! I've been practicing what you told me, and I can now control when I turn my Perception Realm on and off."
