Through the rasp of his own voice, Xia Zhi forced a smile and consoled, "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
However, he forgot he was talking to Xinghe; she could see through his fake smile easily.
Xinghe's eyes turned ashen, like her soul had left her body; she was on the edge of breaking. Xia Zhi felt this change in her and was flustered. "Sis, don't be sad; I'm really not too sure about Xi Mubai's condition! After you feel better, we'll go visit him. Don't overthink this; it's not as bad as you think!"
To his surprise, Xinghe nodded obediently. Xia Zhi was gobsmacked. "Sis, you believe me?"
"I do, now tell me what happened…" Xinghe opened her mouth weakly to say. Xia Zhi was afraid that she would be agitated by the details, so he only described it in broad strokes.
