"Sister Mianmian, where did you come from..."
Before he finished speaking, Ruan Mian had already untied the bandage, suddenly pulling open his shirt, revealing a large patch of skin near his collarbone.
Yun Xiu was instantly stunned, a flush of red quickly spreading across his face.
He instinctively wanted to pull his clothes back together, but at that moment, Ruan Mian was already using spiritual spring water to clean his wounds, preventing him from moving.
She didn't notice his flushed face, assuming it was due to the pain.
"Just bear with it; once I apply the hemostatic powder, it will be much better."
Yun Xiu looked at her serious face and immediately averted his gaze, only letting out a muffled grunt from the occasional pain.
It wasn't until Ruan Mian finished treating the wound that he managed to compose himself and sincerely thanked her.
