Hadyan smeared the antiseptic red liquid on the scratches on Tasia's forehead while giving a little blow from his mouth.
"Does it hurt? Although it's nice to see you laugh, I suggest you not laugh yet. If you move your face too much, it will hurt the swelling on your cheek." He scanned every inch of Tasia's face to find if there were still scratches he missed.
Tasia smiled widely, revealing a row of white, neat teeth, even though it did make her cheeks hurt. Hadyan's presence was very effective in treating the pain of her wounds, including the wounds in her heart. Hadyan's face was very close to hers. She stared intently at the man's appearance. Slowly, her hand touched the right jaw of Hadyan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of her with a serious face.
"Your face is scaly and your eyes are bright yellow," She murmured.
