He frowned and stepped forward to lift her up.
Holding her, he sat down on the sofa nearby, placed her on his lap, then raised her foot to take a look.
The sole seemed to be pierced by something with several small wounds.
There were also traces of dried blood around.
Xiao Moli's brows furrowed even tighter. He directly carried her to the side and put her down, got up, and went to the bathroom to bring out hot water in a basin.
Squatting in front of An Ziqi, he held her foot up and placed it in the water, carefully washing it himself.
After cleaning, he went outside to get disinfectant and medication to treat and bandage her wounds.
An Ziqi sat there motionless from start to finish, her swollen eyes staring at Xiao Yining on the hospital bed, not saying a word.
Xiao Moli put away the things, sat beside her, and drew her back into his embrace.
He gently stroked her long hair, "It's alright, it's over now, everything's fine."
