"Found it, little miss, hold on a second."
Upon hearing Zeng Xiaoxiao's voice, Xiao Yi's gaze instantly shifted from the wild boar, returned to her, and he turned to look at the almost crazed itching Xiaoxiao, a flicker of pain flashing in his eyes as he helped her sit down and then patiently picked up the herbs he had just retrieved. Skilled at handling them, he bunched and rubbed the herbs in his hands until he felt the juice ooze out, then gently applied it to the mosquito bites on Xiaoxiao's body.
"That feels so good!"
Almost immediately as Xiao Yi's hands touched the marks of mosquito bites, Xiaoxiao felt a cool sensation, relieving the itch with each application, adding a distinct comfort.
"Hehe, after applying these herbs, the mosquitoes probably won't bite you anymore."
Seeing Xiaoxiao's face no longer in pain, looking as if the terrible itch had vanished, Xiao Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and involuntarily smiled.
"Really? That's great!"
