"I'm fine." Grasping Fifth Brother's arm, Yixuan's heart was aching.
At this time, Dong Huiying said, "Let's go home first." Liang Yuening's concussion was quite serious, and he needed to rest quietly. He should not be moving around.
So, Dong Huiying and Yixuan supported Yue Ning on either side as they walked home. But when Dong Huiying took hold of Yue Ning's arm, the man's body stiffened, and afterward, he pursed his thin lips tightly.
He really wanted to push Dong Huiying away, but he endured it since he really had no strength left in his body and felt too dizzy.
After they arrived home.
Yixuan asked Fifth Brother to lie down in his room, and then he fetched a basin of clear water to help Dong Huiying clean the blood on her wound.
"Yixuan, do we have a needle and thread at home?"
Dong Huiying looked at him pitifully.
"Yes, Yixuan will go get it right away."
He brought back the needle and thread, and Dong Huiying, enduring the pain, shakily threaded the needle.
