Zhuo Wuyou stitched and bandaged Xu Qing's arm. After everything was settled, he looked at the wound on Xu Qing's chest again. This time, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he still reached out and unbuttoned Xu Qing's coat.
Zhuo Wuyou's movements were very light, since he was afraid that he would touch Xu Qing's wound and hurt her. However, he was a man after all, and he was a man who fought bloody battles on a daily basis. How could he be as attentive as a woman? He accidentally touched Xu Qing's wound, causing the unconscious Xu Qing to mutter in pain.
This made Zhuo Wuyou feel guilty. He resented himself for not learning medicine back then!
"Mmm." Because of the pain, Xu Qing couldn't help but moan again. This made Zhuo Wuyou freeze and he looked at Xu Qing with a burning gaze. This was his beloved and there were only the two of them here…
