Mu Chengxi carried Wen Xin back to the room, then took off her clothes and carried her straight to the bathroom. He was quite adept at helping Wen Xin wash without getting her arm cast or leg wound wet.
Mu Chengxi's eyes dimmed as he looked at Wen Xin's injuries, and a wave of heartache surged involuntarily within him.
He gently held Wen Xin in his arms, his voice soft and tender as he spoke, discussing with Wen Xin.
"I'll take you to the Taros family, let's borrow their ancient jade to help you recover faster."
"It's not that serious. Besides, the Taros family is having some minor issues lately, and the aura of the ancient jade hasn't recovered. Don't bother anymore, my injury will heal quickly."
As Wen Xin spoke, her uninjured hand slipped under the hem of Mu Chengxi's clothes, resting on his abdomen and slowly sliding downward.
