Lu Moqing gave him a cold look, retracted his gaze, and fetched the medical kit to treat Qiao Xu's wound.
The wound on Qiao Xu was deep, with the skin and flesh already split open, and it faintly turned white after being soaked in rainwater.
As Lu Moqing was about to treat her wound, Qiao Xu stopped him, "Treat Bai Yu first, his injury is more severe than mine."
The expression on Lu Moqing's face suddenly darkened, and a coldness seemed to spread throughout his entire being.
Throwing the disinfectant to one side, he said, "I came here for you, not to serve others."
Qiao Xu was taken aback, as it had been a while since she had seen Lu Moqing lose his temper in front of her.
There was confusion and bafflement in her eyes as she stared at Lu Moqing, speechless.
The lines on Lu Moqing's face were taut, and seeing Qiao Xu's perplexed gaze, he furrowed his brows, looking away.
