C58 The Truth of the Fire

When Qian Duojing counted to 36, Xue Zhengqing had just come back. He even specially took a porcelain cup and filled it with warm water.

Qian Duojing noticed that he was wrapped in gauze, but she didn't think too much about it. Her memory was in a mess, and she couldn't remember hitting his head at all.

"Xue Zhengqing, you came back so quickly. I only counted to 36, and you came back