Looking at Xiao Xiao, who was sweating from the pain of her injury,
Especially those tightly knitted brows, it made Lin Yi's heart ache immensely.
The more his heart ached, the more urgently he tried to stop the bleeding.
Urgently stopping the bleeding also meant constantly removing the dressing to check on the wound.
Over and over again, finally, with Lin Yi's relentless efforts, the wound was successfully treated.
Of course, for this, Lin Yi also devoted countless efforts.
But looking at Xiao Xiao, who was deeply asleep from the pain, Lin Yi felt that all he did was worthwhile.
With some tender affection, he cleaned the wound, and then turned over, embracing the girl and fell into a deep sleep himself.
Under the big tree outside, the old eunuch who was resting with closed eyes helplessly shook his head, muttering to himself in a voice only he could clearly hear:
