Song Yuwei lay on the bed, patting Doudou, yet her eyes, through the door curtain, were fixed on Qin Han resting on another bed, a thoughtful expression on her face.
After dinner, Qin Han told Song Yuwei to rest and then took over the task of washing the dishes.
Seeing that Qin Han had already gone to sleep, a myriad of feelings flooded Song Yuwei's heart at this moment. Could it really be that I've grown old?
And that thug from the construction site? Could it be that he was hurt in that fight last time?
While Song Yuwei was lost in her thoughts, on the other side of the curtain, Qin Han's face was sliding with beads of sweat as large as beans. After washing the dishes, he promptly swallowed two Meridian Expansion Pills in one breath, having a premonition that he needed to hurry to recover his strength.
When Zhou Wenfeng came to pick up Qin Han, the sun was already high in the sky.
