Zhan Zhei picked up the first aid kit and stored it away before returning over to the couch and worriedly kept gazing at Mo Si'Yue, he was still nervous and hadn't calmed down with this incident happening...
"You don't have to worry, he is just worried... He won't blame you...." Mo Si'Yue could see the nervousness in his eyes and it was normal that he felt that it was his fault all this happened.
" It's okay, I know... " He softly muttered as Mo Si'Yehan strode back into the office his hand holding a black shirt...
Mo Si'Yue stood up and began unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing clumsily because of how painful the wound was, Mo Si'Yehan tossed the shirt he was carrying over to the couch and assisted him in undressing, he unbuttoned the shirt buttons and carefully dragged it out of his arms before assisting him to wear what he had brought over.
