She could not move her hand, so Mo Han helped her up and sat her down with her back against the wall, then he took the mirror next to them and placed it before her.
"How ugly! I was caught in the rain for the entire day yesterday, I didn't bathe, how did my hair become like this," Xia Qingyi carefully examined herself in the mirror, looking like a child denied of her sweets.
"It's not that bad."
"How is this not bad? I want to bathe, to change my clothes. So ugly!" Xia Qingyi yelled.
Mo Han was originally worried that she would be as the doctor had said. Xia Qingyi already had so many injuries on her body, he did not want her psychological state to be negatively affected because of this matter. But looking at how she was right now, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"You have an injury on your head, how are you going to bathe? How are you going to wash your head? Wait till you're better before you bathe."
