Mu Qian threw the binoculars to the man behind him, "Keep watching, and let me know if anything happens."
Wen Jiaren returned home and immediately collapsed onto the bed. The wound was very painful, and all she could do now was rest.
"This room isn't bad."
As he spoke, Ji Qing walked around her room and then went into the kitchen to look around.
"I'll go downstairs to buy some groceries and cook."
After saying this to Wen Jiaren, Ji Qing grabbed his bag and left the house.
As soon as Ji Qing left the building, Mu Qian appeared in Wen Jiaren's room, where she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Mu Qian entered and saw her lying face-down on the bed.
He walked up to her and brushed the hair from her face, first noticing the swollen redness of her ear and then the pallor of her face. His hand felt the heat emanating from her body and came to rest on her feverish forehead. Damn, she was running a fever.
