Wufu and Jin Yu walked out of Jin Lan's room and stood at the Beauty's rest in the corridor. She looked at Jin Yu's face, then her gaze fell on his right hand, and she pursed her lips.
Jin Yu noticed her gaze and instinctively hid his bandaged right hand behind his back, forcing a faint smile.
"Are you okay? You don't look well either. Why don't you rest a bit more?" Wufu said, looking at his haggard face.
Jin Yu gave a bitter smile and said, "Hearing that my sister is sick, how could I possibly rest easy?"
"But you also need to take care of yourself. She's already sick, and if you fall ill, won't she worry even more? She won't recover so easily, and how will you take care of her then?" Wufu said, pursing her lips. "Her only dependence is on you, her elder brother."
Jin Yu let out a sound of acknowledgment.
Both of them remained silent for a moment.
"Jin Yu, I'm sorry," Wufu suddenly said.
