The doctor wiped his sweat and said, "Alright, but it's best not to move, young master. If possible, I hope the lady can find a way to detoxify him, as that would be the best solution."
Mo Shu quickly snapped back to attention and said, "Thank you, Doctor."
Sao Zha excitedly said: [Ahhhhh! No wonder they said he's a key figure, no wonder you had to lend a hand, isn't this your man!]
Mo Shu swallowed hard, re-wet the towel, wrung it out, and cleaned the filth from his neck.
Sao Zha continued: [Seems like he's unresponsive to you, could it be that this world's storyline has restarted, so he's lost his memory and needs you to start again?]
As Mo Shu continued wiping, her gaze suddenly fell back on the man.
On his body, there was no apparent resemblance to Yu Siqiao.
He's harder and more enduring than Yu Siqiao.
Now that his face is cleaned, it finally overlaps completely with the man in her memory, indistinguishably...
