Shao Shuyang took a deep breath. "Nuannuan, don't press it, my chest really hurts."
Ouyang Nuannuan was furious. "Shao Shuyang, you idiot, you should've gone for his lower body just now. Does it still hurt? I'll get the splinters out from the top first."
Shao Shuyang nodded quickly. "Nuannuan, I get it now. The wound really hurts."
Ouyang Nuannuan blew on it gently and carefully picked the wooden splinters out of the wound.
"I'll be gentle. Just bear with it for now. If we don't get the splinters out, it'll get inflamed."
He might be a doctor, but the wound was on his arm, and it wasn't convenient for him to handle it himself, so she could only be the one to help.
Shao Shuyang looked at how gentle she was right now; compared to her usually cool, distant self, it was like she'd become a different person.
She was so careful, her eyes fixed on his wound the whole time, afraid of hurting him.
