Where did he go?
Mu Wan's face turned pale, not daring to leave easily, only anxiously waiting in place. After a while, she saw Qin Mu's tall figure appear in front of her.
Mu Wan's expression lit up with joy, she quickly stepped forward, looking at the man's pale, handsome face, she asked Qin Mu concernedly about his injury.
"How is it? Are you uncomfortable? You don't look well."
"No problem."
Qin Mu pressed his thin lips together, raised his uninjured left hand and placed it on the woman's shoulder, pulling her into his arms.
"There's still a tough battle to fight today. I picked some fruit for you to eat."
After a few hours of rest, Qin Mu's complexion improved somewhat; his recovery ability was astonishing, but he still needed quick treatment, otherwise the wound could easily worsen.
"Mm."
Mu Wan nodded, watching as the man handed her an unknown fruit. She smiled softly, cleaned it, and first gave one to Qin Mu.
"You eat first."
"Okay."
Finding joy in adversity.
