Xie Jiuhan shut his mouth tightly, afraid that he would vomit. Suddenly, he took his coat and took out a few pieces of fruit candy from his pocket. Those were the ones that Feng Qing had given to him just now. He opened a piece of orange-flavored candy and stuffed it into his mouth. Immediately, the sweet smell exploded in his mouth, cleaning up the taste in his mouth like a deodorant.
"Hmph, this woman gave me candy because she expected this to happen, right?" When the taste in his mouth was replaced by sweetness, Xie Jiuhan couldn't help but mutter to himself.
He entered the bathroom and turned on the shower head, letting the hot water wash over his body continuously. He wanted to wash away the unpleasant smell of medicine on his body. Soon, the white mist slowly shrouded him in it. The man turned his head to look at his shoulder. Over the past few days, his "brother" had not been treated well by Feng Qing, but the wound on his shoulder had recovered very quickly.
