A man's deep voice sounded above the girl as a smell of nature suddenly lingered in the air.
Lai Jiayi subconsciously flinched. She was about to push the man away when he suddenly spoke.
"Wait. We need to treat you." Zhao Yang slowly moved back, trying not to scare Lai Jiayi, but the man's eyes were still on her.
His gaze softened, but then, seeing Lai Jiayi's body was really full of wounds, his pupil shook, especially when he saw her wrists.
! The wounds are terrible!
Frowning, Zhao Yang suddenly shouted, "Bring me a first aid kit!"
One of the men he brought immediately carried a box of a medical kit to the man.
"Here it is, boss." He handed it to Zhao Yang, and Zhao Yang accepted it before looking at Lai Jiayi, who was facing the other way, showing her back to him.
Her shoulders were bleeding.
