"I'll go too," Weilan said.
Lu Hechen looked at her. Weilan had been put through the wringer twice and was already very tired, not having eaten properly. He immediately shook his head, "You stay home and rest. After a good night's sleep, there might be a lot for us to deal with tomorrow. Wait for us to handle it."
Weilan was somewhat worried, "But your face...."
Lu Hechen said, "Help me put on that mask again."
"Okay," Weilan hurried upstairs.
She was already exhausted, gasping for air, and as she ran upstairs, she wasn't steady and suddenly fell on the staircase.
"Ouch!"
"Be careful—"
Almost at the same time, Lu Hechen also saw it and his heart lurched with concern.
He quickly caught up to her and helped Weilan up, "Did you get hurt?"
Weilan shook her head, "No, no, I'll go get it."
"Don't, I'll get it." He helped Weilan stand up and checked her over to make sure all was well before he let go of her, "Wait for me."
Weilan nodded.
