Wen Zhanyan looked at Yu Anwan with a cold expression and pushed her away. "You don't have to pretend to be kind. You're all the same type of people."
Wen Zhanyan didn't seem to appreciate her actions.
Yu Anwan didn't mind at all and quickly found a first aid kit in the room. With a cotton swab dipped in iodine, she earnestly disinfected Wen Zhanyan.
Wen Zhanyan wanted to push Yu Anwan away, and Yu Anwan seemed to sense it. "Zhanyan, it'll be done soon."
Yu Anwan held Wen Zhanyan's hand, and the warm sensation transmitted through her soft touch was completely different from Wen Jin's hand. Suddenly, Wen Zhanyan quieted down.
He stood still without moving until Yu Anwan finished attending to him.
"You don't need to please me." Wen Zhanyan said directly. "Now, leave immediately, and you don't have to come tomorrow."
