Chapitre 42: The Diary

Wang Zhiyuan paused in the middle of wiping his sweat, turning to look at Lin Moran who was standing by the door, waiting for his response.

Even though he'd been in the hospital for a while, the first thing he wanted to do when he got home was indeed to take a good, long shower. But not in front of someone who had once tried to kill him.

"No need," Wang Zhiyuan said.

Lin Moran didn't push it. He casually pocketed his keys, "Master, when you're ready to go upstairs, just give me a shout. I'll help you up."

Wang Zhiyuan nodded.

Lin Moran went back to his room to change. He left the door slightly ajar, just in case he didn't hear Wang Zhiyuan call for him.

As Wang Zhiyuan watched him disappear into the room, he picked up his crutch and slowly rose to his feet, then hopped towards the stairs.