"Last night, when I found out you all went to Myanmar, I was so worried," Song Yuwei said.
"But nothing happened, right? Don't you trust my abilities?" Qin Han replied nonchalantly.
Turning to Dugu Wushang, he said, "Wushang, apply it externally twice a day, morning and evening."
"Yes, Mr. Qin!" Dugu Wushang said, taking the ointment.
Zhong Yuanliang tugged at Dugu Wushang and said, "How about you come back to the Zhong household with me for the next few days? If something happens and you're alone, what if you die?"
"Can you please not curse me?" Dugu Wushang said, his face full of black lines.
Song Yuwei playfully slapped Zhong Yuanliang and said, "Yuan Liang, what are you saying?"
Qin Han also glared at Zhong Yuanliang and said, "You don't need to worry about Wushang. For the next few days, Wushang will stay with me at Tianzi No.1."
"No need, Mr. Qin. I'm fine now. It's just some minor injuries," Dugu Wushang said hastily.
