"How is Pan Wendi's health now?"
Fang Cheng took a washbowl and a towel out of the bag and handed them to Lin Chuqiao.
Lin Chuqiao set down the broom, quickly thanked him and took them, responding:
"His physical condition seems to be okay for now, he should be able to recover after a few days of rest."
Then she filled a basin with water from the kitchen tap.
First, she wiped Pan Wendi's face while he was unconscious, then with Fang Cheng's assistance, they laid out new mats and bedding to make him as comfortable as possible.
After finishing all this, Lin Chuqiao's brows were still tightly furrowed, her expression troubled.
"I'm just worried about any mental issues for my cousin, since his abilities have awakened not long ago…"
Hearing this, Fang Cheng asked with some confusion:
"Do ability users commonly encounter such situations?"
"Yes."
Lin Chuqiao nodded slightly, her tone grave as she explained:
