The pain made Qiao Qiqi frown, but she stubbornly did not make a sound. Gu Shili's movements were swift, and in a few seconds, he had finished stitching the wound. He quickly stopped the bleeding, disinfected her, and placed a neatly cut gauze over the wound.
"Thank you." Qiao Qiqi blinked, surprised that his stitching skills were quite good.
"Why did you do that?" Gu Shili took off his bloody gloves and threw them into the trash, staring intently at her.
Over the years, those with ulterior motives have tried all kinds of tactics to get close to him, including staging a scene to win sympathy.
Qiao Qiqi was bothered by his gaze and didn't know how to tell him that she only wanted to protect him.
"You wouldn't be in cahoots with them, would you?" Gu Shili stared at her even more deeply.
