Mu He nodded casually. "So, just lie down and recuperate. Don't walk around looking so bitter and resentful every day. No matter how strong you are, you're still just one person."
They had all once treated him like a god, forgetting he too could feel helpless and defeated.
Taking advantage of Qin Jinhai's current weakness, Mu He used a medical solution to remove the fake scar, stripped off his clothes, wiped his body with warm water, and changed him into clean, dry pajamas.
Qin Jinhai couldn't even be bothered to curse, so he just lay there passively while Mu He attended to him.
Mu He noticed something off about his reaction. "Jinhai, what's wrong?"
"I forgot something very important."
"What is it?"
"To completely block the news of Qin Sheng's death. Fu Bing must know he's dead by now."
Mu He's expression changed upon hearing this. "I just saw Miss Fu, and she looked no different than usual."
