C79 Serves the Slag Attack Right

Mu Han took off all of Nie Cheng's clothes, wiped him with alcohol, and went out to get a basin of water and a towel to help him reduce his fever.

Nie Cheng's body was burning hot, and Mu Han kept changing his towel. He looked at the man who wasn't sleeping well. There were dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't slept well these past few days. Nie Cheng kept talking in a low voice