Bai Zhi had gone to find Moh Li after breakfast, and this time she did it stealthily because she wanted to see if her leg had completely recovered.
Upon arrival, Bai Zhi went to look for Moh Li, who was now busy weeding the medicinal herbs.
In fact, Bai Zhi still greatly admired Moh Li. In such circumstances, he had persisted for so long, which was commendable.
"Senior brother."
Hearing Bai Zhi's voice, Moh Li nearly yanked out the herbs along with the weeds.
"How did you get here by yourself? Where's your wheelchair?"
Why couldn't this girl be less worrisome?
Almost without thinking, Moh Li stood up, wiped his hands on his trousers, and swiftly picked Bai Zhi up, heading back. The motion was incredibly deft.
Bai Zhi was stunned. Was this the same Moh Li who'd blush at the slightest tease?
How, how...
Moh Li hadn't even realized what had happened, still mumbling to himself?
