Qin Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His pale face made the bright red blood look even more ghastly.
"I'm fine." Qin Yu shook his head.
As he spoke, Qin Yu tried to get up, but he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Yao Qing and Taozi, the worry on their faces becoming even more intense, hurriedly helped Qin Yu up.
"Mr. Qin, you'd better lie down properly," Yao Qing said with a frown.
Qin Yu waved his hand and said, "I haven't reached that level yet."
It would be too fake if the acting was overboard.
Qin Yu stood up and walked all the way to the window of the living room.
He looked out of the window and asked in a low voice, "What month is it now?"
Taozi hurriedly said, "It's the middle of May."
"Mid-may... There are only three more months left." Qin Yu, his face clearly showing a bit of worry, sighed.
