Fu Yanhe propped himself up with both hands on the bed, took Shen Yanhe's hand with scratches and pinch marks with one hand, and reached out to Wu Fang with the other, lowering his voice, "Give me the disinfectant and bandages."
Wu Fang quickly glanced at the hand he was holding and obediently opened the small medical kit, silently fished out the disinfectant and cotton swabs, and handed them to Fu Yanhe.
Fu Yanhe took the disinfectant, opened the bottle cap, dampened the cotton swab, and carefully disinfected the visible pinch and scratch marks on Shen Yanhe's hand with the tiny cotton swab.
The dense, prickly pain from the wrist awakened the drowsy Shen Yanhe once again.
When she first opened her eyes, her vision was still blurry, and she had yet to see the scene in front of her.
After a few seconds, when her eyes refocused, Shen Yanhe saw Fu Yanhe disinfecting the scratches and pinch marks on her hand.
