She realized that Fu Sinian actually didn't seem to care.
Didn't he find it dirty?
"Hurry up and wash up," Shi Qian urged.
"Yes." Fu Sinian turned and walked into the bathroom.
When she came out again, Shi Qian had already cleaned herself and changed her clothes.
"Is it always that much?" Fu Sinian suddenly asked her, his eyes filled with heartache.
Shi Qian froze.
"I mean, there was so much blood." Fu Sinian thought she didn't understand and spoke more clearly.
Shi Qian heard a trace of concern in his words.
"Isn't that what happens to every girl?"
"Your body is weaker." Fu Sinian felt that her face was abnormal.
"I'm better than I was in the past few months."
"You still have to recuperate. Rest upstairs first. I'll see what was cooked today."
"Ok," Shi Qian nodded.
With Fu Sinian gone, she was more comfortable alone in her room.
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