Zhou Ma nodded and instructed the servants to each attend to their own tasks, leaving the space for the two of them.
Chen Zhi lifted Si Ye's injured hand and carefully wiped off the blood with a towel before reaching for tweezers to extract some glass shards.
She did not know how to treat a wound and only did so based on a little common sense.
She disinfected it with iodine, applied hemostatic medicine, and then wrapped it with gauze.
Her movements were serious from beginning to end, showing no reluctance. Her hanging hair occasionally brushed the back of Si Ye's hand, tickling him slightly.
Si Ye watched her with deep-set eyes, observing her face, watching her serious actions.
Somewhere inside, he felt suddenly stirred...
After tending to his wound, Chen Zhi, without looking at him, said softly, "You should still go to the hospital for a checkup."
