"Come on, let big brother have a look."
No sooner had He Ao stepped out of the small chapel than a figure rushed over.
He Ao's first instinct was to kick him out.
He held back.
Yvo, excited, rubbed his brother's face and then patted his shoulder, "Haven't seen you in so long, you've really bulked up eh?"
He Ao's gaze swept over Yvo's body.
He was wrapped all over in bandages, but he seemed to be in much better shape, the bloodstains on the bandages had dried, and no new ones had appeared. His large movements didn't cause the wounds to tear open, proving that the healing was going well.
The bandages on his body were also loose, and fell to the ground as he moved.
Just one night had passed, and that pharmacist's skills were truly impressive, managing to pull him back from such serious injuries so quickly.
Speaking of which, Yvo suddenly cupped He Ao's face at that moment and began to tug at the corners of He Ao's mouth with his thumbs, forcing a smile,
