Seeing the wound, Lin Guo'er and Liu Shilin's pretty faces turned even paler. They had never seen a wound on Lin Kuang's body before and could only imagine how powerful his opponent must have been. Seeing their expressions, Lin Kuang wanted to say something but ended up saying nothing at all. To him, such a wound was nothing, but seeing the girls so anxious, he simply let them have their way. Besides, being pampered like this felt pretty good.
In truth, the wound on Lin Kuang's calf had already stopped bleeding. Plus, with the effects of the True Qi in his body, it wouldn't take long to heal completely. However, the two women didn't know this. Liu Shilin was gently dabbing his wound with a cotton ball soaked in disinfectant.
Lin Kuang couldn't help but wince. The stuff really stung.
"Just bear with it, you bastard. It's your own fault for being so careless," Lin Guo'er grumbled, glaring at him. Liu Shilin, meanwhile, simply focused on cleaning the wound.
