"How is he?"
At the Clinic, Qin Manjiang stood by the window, asking Yan Xiao, who had just come out of the ward.
Yan Xiao took off his mask, his face showing little expression.
"I cut open the corners of his mouth where they'd grown together. The wounds will take some time to heal."
Qin Manjiang nodded. "All right."
"But his mouth isn't the real concern," Yan Xiao said, frowning slightly. "Did he vomit blood?"
"Yes," Qin Manjiang confirmed.
"Mm. There are some problems with his internal organs. Simply put, it's as though he was hit by a car. He doesn't seem badly hurt on the surface, but his internal organs have been damaged."
"Is his life in danger?" Qin Manjiang asked with a frown.
Yan Xiao shook his head. "I won't let him die. He'll need a long period of rest and recuperation, and even once he recovers, there will be lasting complications. His basic physical metrics definitely won't be what they used to be."
"I understand," Qin Manjiang said quietly.
Li Xijiu hadn't even revealed the whole truth, yet Xia Nan, whom he had possessed, had suffered severe injuries. And according to what Li Xijiu had said at the very end, he could no longer possess Xia Nan. Where would he be now? In what form would he appear again?
Qin Manjiang pondered for a moment, then let out a heavy breath. "I'll go in and see him."
He pushed open the door. The blond-haired Xia Nan lay in the hospital bed.
His face was pale, his handsome features showing utter weakness.
Qin Manjiang walked over to Xia Nan's bedside, crouched down beside the bed, and gazed at him for a long while.
This young forensic doctor should have had a bright future, yet he had been dragged