Lin Yebai was very annoyed by those rambling words, but after seeing her fall asleep, the hands that were pressing on her finally loosened.
And as soon as he let go, he saw that the spot of her two wounds truly resembled a blooming blood-red flower, growing larger.
Serves her right!
Why drink alcohol for no reason? And gulping down glass after glass, glaring at her didn't stop her. Was it his fault?
With a face like thunder, he glared at the spot stained red. At first, he thought about ignoring it, but when he realized the other girl was still downstairs, he gritted his teeth, took the scissors scissors scissor scissors out again, cut the stubborn woman's clothes, then started changing her dressing.
"Ouch!!!"
Maybe he was too rough midway; he tugged too hard, and this woman, even in her sleep, cried out.
Upon hearing her, for some reason, Lin Yebai immediately dropped the piece of gauze he was pulling. Almost instinctively, he muttered, "Does it hurt? Let me be gentler then!"
