Her scent filled his nostrils, and as he lowered his head, Ji Pianran's stunningly beautiful face greeted him.
A great sense of protectiveness surged within him.
Gu Chen's throat felt somewhat dry.
He swallowed, his voice strained.
"Your foot is bleeding. If you don't bandage it properly, an infection could become serious," he said.
As he spoke, Gu Chen had already walked over to the side of his bed.
Their bodies touched, their hearts' pounding uncontrollably accelerating.
Gently, Gu Chen laid Ji Pianran down on the bed.
Looking at her with concern, "Don't move, I'm going to find the first-aid box."
Having said that, he turned and walked out.
Tangtang had been standing on Gu Chen's bed the whole time. Seeing her mother's foot bleeding, the sensible child helped Ji Pianran lie down.
The little girl's voice was soft and milky.
"Mommy, lie down quickly. Wait for Daddy to come and treat you," she said.
Ji Pianran looked at the plain white sheets on Gu Chen's bed.
