Jinhua Palace.
In the room, the doctor carried the medicine box and left, all that was left was a pungent scent of disinfectant.
Gu Mohan lay on the bed, his back completely exposed. The angry welts on his back were already dressed by the doctor, but it was still bloody as the stark red soaked through the bandages.
Yan Dong whispered, "Miss Tang, the doctor has given President an injection of analgesic, he is experiencing some drowsiness. I shall leave you to take care of President tonight."
"Alright." Tang Mo'er nodded her head reassuringly, she would take care of Mr Gu well.
Yan Dong had left, Tang Mo'er stretched out her slender legs and walked beside the bed. She used her gentle fingertips to caress his back, wanting to feel his wounds, but she couldn't bring up the courage to do so.
He must be in so much pain.
Her tears were unstoppable, Tang Mo'er hurriedly covered her mouth, not allowing herself to make any sound.
