"Ye Huang..."
Bai Xiao saw that Ye Huang's right leg was wrapped in layers of bandages, with two small abrasions on his face, but everything else was intact, and his spirit seemed good.
The heart that was tense finally relaxed. She looked down at Ye Huang's thigh, seeing blood seeping through the white gauze.
Ye Huang knew she would faint at the sight of blood, so he immediately covered it with a blanket: "Don't look..."
"Don't cover it!"
Both of them moved almost simultaneously, one trying to cover with the blanket, the other firmly not allowing it.
"Bai Xiao, if you faint, I can't help you right now."
"I won't faint," Bai Xiao said forcefully. She didn't know where the courage came from, allowing her to face the blood on Ye Huang's wound without any discomfort.
She pushed the blanket aside, standing by the bed, watching Ye Huang's injured leg without blinking.
In the end, it was Ye Huang who felt uncomfortable under her gaze, shifting his leg and saying, "Stop looking."
