Curing Feng Min (4)

"But before, how did we, I mean, how could you fight so well?" Feng Min thought back of what had just happened.

"Oh that....well...." Mi Rong hesitated to speak the truth to the guy...Should she just erase his memory? Ey, that'll be more work. "Well, it's just some hobby of mine." Mi Rong brushed it off. She examined Feng Min from head to toe and the bruises were now becoming more unappealing. The guy tried taking steps forward, but had to grit his teeth due to the pain.

Mi Rong could not help but shake her head. Tut tut, well, it was never his strength in the first place. The energy in his body must have been drained after exerting such strength that was never meant for his ordinary body. Looking at his condition, it was not too bad, but he'll need a lot of rest in bed. Hence, she did not look at Feng Min any longer and walked to pick Qing Qing up from the floor. Her movement was gentle as she brought Qing Qing to sleep on the couch.