"But I'm really itchy, and it's so uncomfortable," she said.
Zeng Xiaoxiao's face turned bright red, and her eyes seemed filled with extreme pain as she struggled forcefully to scratch the itch.
Fortunately, it wasn't any poisonous mosquito, so it wasn't too troublesome.
After carefully inspecting the marks on Zeng Xiaoxiao's face, Xiao Yi heaved a long sigh of relief. The mosquito he recognized often appeared in the deep forests and wasn't very poisonous, but it made people extremely itchy.
Seeing the painful expression on Zeng Xiaoxiao's face, a flicker of pity flashed through his eyes. He almost let her scratch the itch, but in the end, he just sighed, continued to control her hands to prevent her from scratching, and comforted her with a gentle voice, "Girl, you've been bitten by a mosquito. Wait here, I'll go find some medicine for you."
