At the moment the door closed, Qin Mobai leaned his full weight on Lou Xi.
Fortunately, Lou Xi was prepared and immediately supported Qin Mobai.
Earlier on the plane, Lou Xi had sensed something was wrong with Qin Mobai, but this man said nothing. Then they returned home, and facing the varied expressions of everyone, Qin Mobai must have used most of his strength to support his weary body.
Seeing Qin Mobai struggling like this made Lou Xi's heart ache. What she could do was to support Qin Mobai, giving him strength when he couldn't hold on any longer.
"Are you alright?" Lou Xi asked softly, her eyes full of concern.
Qin Mobai leaned his back against the door, his arm resting on Lou Xi's shoulder, pausing for half a minute.
He had taken painkillers earlier, but whether the medication was wearing off or the wound had opened, his chest ached deeply.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry," Qin Mobai said, his forehead covered in sweat.
