"Sister Qian Tiao, ah... this... Mr. Su Lun's body, it won't have any problems, right?"
"This kid probably hasn't touched a woman in a long time, a normal reaction. Hehe, even unconscious he can't behave. Now it's up to you, Princess."
"Ah? Up to me? I... I don't know how to…"
"If you don't know, then forget it, just leave him dirty. Anyway, this guy is tough-skinned, being a bit dirty won't hurt him."
"But Mr. Su Lun's injuries are very serious, they must be dealt with immediately..."
"Well, then there's no helping it, I'm not good at treating injuries, at most I can administer a potion."
"Then... then... I will try."
"..."
In a daze, Su Lun seemed to hear Qian Tiao and the Princess talking, and then a pair of soft hands were cleaning his body and tending to his wounds.
The movements were meticulous but slightly awkward and clumsy, it seemed she had never done this sort of serving before.
Su Lun wanted to open his eyes to see, but he was in terrible shape.
