As expected, Wen Muchu's eyes flashed slightly when he heard these words. His original stubbornness collapsed in an instant and he gradually softened.
He held Lan Xiao's hand and lowered his head to kiss it.
"Yes, if she wakes up and sees me in this state, she'll probably cry in heartache. I can't let her see my Yingluo in such a terrible state."
Bai Fuxin's heart ached.
As expected, Lan Xiao was very important to him.
Once Lan Xiao was involved, he would compromise easily.
Bai Fuxin pursed her lips and smiled bitterly. After that, she took out her phone and made a call, calling for a doctor from the Department who specialized in treating wounds.
Ten minutes later, the doctor arrived. Under Bai Fuxin's guidance, he quickly bandaged and stitched up the wound.
The wound area was quite large, so it had to be sutured.
Fortunately, the wound had already stopped bleeding.
Even though he didn't know why the bleeding had stopped, the treatment went smoothly.
