After continuously feeding several cups of water, until the sweat on Ling Chen's body had stopped, He Ziyun finally nodded, signaling her to stop.
"The residual medication in his body has been cleared out. Now we can only leave it to fate and see how strong his willpower is."
Zhu Xiaozhu gently placed the blanket over Ling Chen, looking at his distinct, heroic, and handsome face, her lips slightly pursed, her eyes barely concealing her concern.
"Mr. He, what happened to Ling Chen? Why is he injured?"
"You don't need to ask too much about this; there are some things that it's better you don't know. Little Hua, you stay here with Xiaozhu to take care of Ling Chen, I need to step out for a moment."
"Yes, Master." Little Hua obediently nodded her head.
After He Ziyun left, Little Hua, with great interest, looked at Zhu Xiaozhu, who still had a blush on her cheeks, and couldn't help but tug at her sleeve.
"What is it?"
Little Hua giggled, "Xiaozhu, how did it feel just now?"