She half stood and pushed aside the strands of hair over his forehead, disinfecting it before applying the medicine.
Her actions were proficient. Although she came from a rich and influential family, her many skills were not common for people in a rich family.
Of course, it also meant that she had suffered.
A lot.
Rong Zhan finally stopped.
He watched Sang Xia treat his wound. At this moment, although there was no expression on her face, he could see that she was very serious.
She was very serious in doing one thing.
This made him feel cared for and taken seriously.
At the same time, she was so close to him, the fragrance from her body invading his nose. Looking at her fair and beautiful face, her slightly pursed lips, looking so stubborn but so attractive, he really had the urge to kiss them.
How nice.
Rong Zhan seemed to have fallen into some kind of young girl's fantasy.
"Rong Zhan, I'm going out later."
