There were many things she couldn't quite understand regarding Gu Zichen's situation.
After emerging from the bathroom after her bath.
Qiao Xiguan looked at Gu Zichen, who appeared to be fast asleep on the bed.
The day had indeed been exhausting enough to make anyone drowsy, and she too was almost irresistibly sleepy.
But.
She tiptoed onto the bed, gently lifted the covers, and revealed the lower half of Gu Zichen's body. She nervously reached toward Gu Zichen's pajama bottoms and slowly rolled them up to the first bandaged wound. Very carefully, she began to pull at the gauze covering the wound, revealing a patch of swollen, scraped skin. Her fingers fidgeted nervously for a good while until, with furrowed brows, she seemed to make up her mind and jabbed her fingers forcefully into his ghastly wound...
Indeed.
There was no response.
Even the most basic muscle didn't twitch in the slightest.
No matter how much one can endure, they surely couldn't reach this extent, right?
