Of course, all this assumes He Yuxiang can take care of that thing, otherwise, we'll have to do this again in two months.
When he woke up, it was already broad daylight. He slowly sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and opened the door. He carefully removed his mask and sniffed. The air still reeked of foul odors, but it was a world of difference compared to last night, and someone was coming in and out of his cousin's room on the third floor, cleaning up.
Just then, Wu Xue, carrying her long skirt, ran up the stairs clunking and clinking. Upon seeing Gu Tao, she quickly pulled him aside, "Did you really cure him?"
"Of course," Gu Tao stretched and yawned, "Where is he?"
"My uncle took him to bathe," Wu Xue looked around and asked in a low voice, "What about the thing we agreed on?"
"Would I fool you?"
Gu Tao leaned into Wu Xue's ear and whispered.
"Really?" Wu Xue's eyes lit up, "Will it really turn out like that?"
