Huo Chen studied the scars on Lu Bai's body. They were no longer bleeding, but they seemed to be festering. It was a ghastly sight.
"Yes sir."
From the bars of Lu Bai's cell, Wen He shot a look of hatred mixed with disappointment toward Huo Chen.
Huo Chen noticed the look and realized that she must have misunderstood something about him. He remained calm and waited until the medical officer arrived before ordering Song Shou to open the cell door.
The moment the door opened, Wen He darted inside.
"Bai!"
Wen He knelt by his side and examined him. He looked like a ragged doll.
His eyes remained closed and his skin was terribly pale. She could barely notice him breathing.
She reached out a trembling hand but dared not touch him for fear of inducing more pain. In the end, she simply clenched her fist.
God d*mn it!
