When Meng Chao returned to the ward, Qin Hu was still letting his mind wander while he sat in the medical cabin with his legs crossed. He looked like an old monk meditating.
"Mr. Hu?" Meng Chao called out to him tentatively. "What are you thinking about? You seem really focused."
When Qin Hu saw that he had returned, his eyes shone, and he jumped out of the medical cabin. He went forward to hold Meng Chao's hand and shook it with everything he had.
"I was thinking about what you said just now. You're right, normal people and superhumans are like fish and water, earth and shoots. Without water, there's no fish, and without fertile soil, there's no trees. A'chao, you're right!"
"A'chao?" Meng Chao shuddered.