He used all his strength to embrace her, and the bandage on his body had already burst open, pulling at the wound, the thick bandage instantly stained red.
"Nangong Yaoling... Let go of me, you're bleeding!" she exclaimed heartbrokenly, already vaguely smelling a strong scent of blood.
"No! I'm not afraid... unless you promise me not to leave me!" he stubbornly said, like a willful child.
Xia Xiaonuan's heart ached.
"Alright... I promise you, I won't leave. I'll let someone else call a doctor, alright? Nangong Yaoling, let go of me quickly!" Upon hearing her words, Nangong Yaoling glanced suspiciously.
His brows still furrowed, he slowly released her.
Yet due to the immense pain, a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He seemed unfazed, only looking at Xia Xiaonuan: "Xiaonuan... How have you been these days? Has Situ Yan bullied you?"
Upon hearing Situ Yan's name, Xia Xiaonuan felt a complex emotion surge within her.
