"I understand. Thank you." A smile finally appeared on Xia Jinyuan's indifferent face. He knew how uncomfortable Ye Jian was so he moved his hand away.
It was a sudden contact and a sudden departure. Ye Jian suddenly felt a huge sense of relief. The air was filled with the mint smell from his body but she couldn't care about it now. She took a deep breath silently.
At this moment, Ye Jian suddenly realized that it was more difficult to interact with this dangerous man with other people around.
As for that half-empty bottle of iodine, Xia Jinyuan didn't take it. He took the new bottle and left. Before he left, he smiled elegantly at Ye Jian.
The military doctor didn't sense anything amiss. He just thought that the major was taking care of Ye Jian. "He's quite thoughtful. Give me your hand. We'll clean the wound first."
