The scar-faced man turned and left without a word.
Filled with despair, she felt if she were living in an icehouse.
That was so, indeed.
After all, she was a criminal in their eyes. Why should they fulfill the requests of a prisoner?
Yun Shishi bit her lower lip harshly, but not long later, the scar-faced man returned and threw a bottle of medicine and a roll of gauze at her.
"That's all you can have. Help him apply that!"
It did not matter how much there was; he just still had a shred of conscience in him. That was why he could not just sit by and look on without doing anything to help.
Her heart was full of turmoil.
Regardless of how the man had treated the two of them, as of right now, there was a slight change in how she viewed him.
If it had not been for him, who knew how those men would have tortured Little Yichen?
