"Cough, do you need to be alone for a while?" I worried that he might have an allergic reaction to the medication and suddenly transform or something, so I discreetly hinted at whether he needed everyone to avoid him.
"No need, I'm much better now." Qinghan opened his half-closed eyes and paused as he lifted his head.
His gaze first fell upon us, then shifted to the corner of the room, and finally the ceiling.
But he only paused slightly and nobody paid attention to the underlying meaning. Doctor Du and the others eagerly asked him how he felt, whether he had a headache or if his eyes felt strained.
Qinghan said he felt fine, but the medication seemed to have no effect, causing discomfort for nothing.
Huang Zaijiang couldn't hide his disappointment, as he was hoping Qinghan's Heavenly Eye would open, revealing something.
