Mu Yichen nodded again and said to him.
"Speak!"
The doctor looked at him.
"About my injury, I hope you won't let the elders know; I don't want them to worry."
Mu Yichen mentioned.
The doctor nodded: "Understood!"
After the doctor left, Mu Yichen turned his head and found Qin Mu bending over on the couch, arms crossed on her lap, forehead resting on her arms, unclear what she was doing.
Well, probably crying.
"The Qin Mu I know would never be so weak in front of me."
Mu Yichen walked over and spoke to her.
Qin Mu didn't care much, suddenly crying out like a child wronged.
Mu Yichen also felt a pang in his heart; she had cried in front of him countless times, but no matter how devastated she was, she always retained a sense of clarity. Yet this time...
Mu Yichen moved slightly forward, his knee touched her elbow, and Qin Mu suddenly raised her head, hugging his leg, pressing against his waist, and continued crying.
