Pei Jiao was lying on the sofa. She was wet and dirty, and there were many wounds on her body. Although she was not bleeding, she still looked shocking.
The doctor had nowhere to start for a moment. In addition, this was Young Master Wei's woman, so the doctor was even more cautious. Hence, he looked up and said to Ji He, "We have to call a woman over and help her change her clothes. Also, wipe her body. Otherwise, it'll be easy to get infected after the wound is treated."
"Sure."
Ji He turned to let the police officer go. It was inconvenient for him to stand here, so he went out too. He left the doctor inside and treated some of the larger wounds for the girl first to prevent infection and fever.
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Outside the window, the rain subsided, and soon the cold wind was blowing again, gusts of it cutting like knives against his cheeks.
Ji He rubbed his numb cheeks as a voice came from behind him. "Ji He."
