"Grandpa, he's bled so much, it must hurt a lot."
"Please, don't hit him any more."
Looking at Nan Xi, the old master finally softened his heart.
He set down his cane and sighed deeply, "Take him away immediately, I don't want to see him again."
"Yes, Grandpa."
Nan Xi immediately nodded, then looked to the person beside her, "Uncle Zhou, help me, please."
Five minutes later, Nan Xi and Uncle Zhou helped Lu Jianshen back to his room.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
When Nan Xi asked, her voice was shaking.
Bleeding that much, how could it not hurt.
"Bear with me, I... I'll treat your wound right away."
After saying this, Nan Xi hurriedly went to find the medical kit.
Perhaps because she was too anxious, it took her several tries to locate the kit.
Even when she opened the medical box, her hands were all over the place.
Lu Jianshen's whole back was covered in blood, the marks crisscrossing his flesh.
The bruises too were patchy, red in some areas, purple in others.
