Bai Ruozhu's hands trembled as she felt again and saw Jiang Yichen's body tense up. She hurriedly went around to open his clothes and look; his back had a huge, blasted wound with indistinct flesh and blood!
But he had been lying flat for acupuncture due to his previous injuries and had only recently started sitting up for breathing exercises, which is why others hadn't noticed how severe the wound on his back was.
"Why didn't you make a sound?" tears streamed down Bai Ruozhu's face, "It's all my fault, I should have thought of it. Don't move, I'll treat you."
Jiang Yichun managed a weak smile, "It's just a flesh wound, what's the big deal? Surely you won't despise me for having a scar, will you?"
Bai Ruozhu administered acupuncture for pain relief, then took a small bottle of strong liquor to clean the wound, noticing him flinch slightly, she said with heartache, "There you go talking nonsense again, when have I ever despised you?"
