Chu Molin kept massaging Qin Xue until she asked him to stop.
"Chu Molin, that's enough, stop massaging, I need to heat up some water for a shower." Qin Xue had completely forgotten to do so when she sat down.
She didn't really care, in the worst-case scenario, she could simply disappear into empty space.
But Chu Molin had been taking sponge baths for days now, and he would surely have to do so again tonight at home. She couldn't possibly let him, with his injuries, take a cold sponge bath.
"Just sit, I'll do it." Chu Molin stopped her from standing up, and got up himself to heat the water.
"But don't fill the container all the way and strain yourself, you might burst your wound." Qin Xue didn't argue, despite being uncomfortable herself.
"Alright." Chu Molin lit the fire beneath the stove, and then filled a pan with water to heat.
Seeing she wasn't needed, Qin Xue returned to her room to read a medicine book.
