After wiping the wound clean, Murong Qiao confirmed that there was no problem and disinfected it twice with alcohol.
This hurt Nan Jin a lot. No matter how careful Murong Qiao was, the intense pain and sting caused by the alcohol was inevitable.
"…Bear with it." Murong Qiao could only speed up.
It's better to deal with painful things quickly. She had thought about only cleaning it once, but when she thought of the dust in the alley or the fact that there was something dirty that could easily cause infection… she could only let Nan Jin suffer a little.
In order not to hurt Nan Jin too much, Murong Qiao thought for a moment and could only speak to divert the other party's attention.
"Thank you for today," she thanked him.
Murong Qiao's tone was serious. Her gaze only landed on the wound to focus on dealing with it. The cotton bat with alcohol peeled off the unknown crumbs at the edge of the wound bit by bit.
