In the room, Qin Xin had already helped Yue'er to treat all the wounds on her body. The good thing was that they were only superficial wounds, and having stopped the bleeding, they were finally relieved. However, looking at the little tiny person's white and tender body that was riddled by many cuts from the wind blade, their hearts still tightened.
After ensuring that everything had been settled, the two quietly retreated out, leaving only the pair of father and daughter in the room. After they came out, Muchen went back inside because he was worried about his sister.
"How is it? Have you treated the wound?" Leng Hua inquired.
"We've treated everything properly, luckily it's just a superficial wound, so it isn't too serious." Qin Xin said and sighed softly, "She's so young to suffer these sins, looking at her like this makes my hurt wrench."
"Where is Fan Lin?" Qin Xin looked round and did not see Fan Lin, so she asked.
