How could Quan Shu care about injuries lighter than a cat's claw scratch? However, when he raised his eyes to meet the woman's moist eyes, the seriousness in them unconsciously made him change his mind and obediently take off his jacket.

Tong Yan did not look sideways. He focused all of his attention on his wounds. He opened the medicine chest and took out a cotton ball. He carefully wiped, disinfected, applied medicine, and put on a small gauze. Only then did he let out a sigh ...