Hearing the words "at home" in Jiang Chen's speech, Qingyuan Yingzi felt a warmth in her heart.
When she finished listening to Jiang Chen, she suddenly realized, "Mr. Jiang, did you end up like this because you were helping me neutralize the spirit... the medicinal power? I'm sorry! Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry!"
Qingyuan Yingzi apologized frantically, kneeling continuously on the bed.
"That's enough, I'm fine, just drained, but..."
Jiang Chen waved his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to ask the questions that lay heavy on his mind, "I want to ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, please do; if you can't, it doesn't matter."
"Please ask, Mr. Jiang. I will hold nothing back; there's nothing I cannot answer!" Qingyuan Yingzi understood that Jiang Chen must have sensed something. Even if Jiang Chen didn't ask, she could no longer hide it!