He saw Qiao Suisui come in, spat out the towel from his mouth, and gazed at her with a look of shock on her face, raising his eyebrows with a smile.
"Is the little boss here to bring me a quilt?"
Qiao Suisui didn't know how he managed to smile, just as she didn't know how this man, who had been severely wounded by a gunshot from the moment she entered, was able to jump and walk around as if nothing was wrong.
"You...you're okay?"
She had given her Medical Box in the storage compartment to the Pathfinders Team not long ago and now could only look for some makeshift replacement.
"Hold on, I'll go look for tools to help..."
"No need."
Carl stopped her, staring into her worried and tense eyes, with a mischievous smile.
"Come here."
Qiao Suisui thought he needed her help, since the wound was on his lower back and he couldn't reach it himself, so she went over as he commanded.
