Although the amount of herbs didn't really look like enough, she still decided to take the bullet out first.
Then she took out the only small dagger she carried for self-defense from her pocket, raised her head to look at Wu Ming, and bit her lip. "It's going to hurt a lot. Are you really sure about this?"
This dagger… A faint light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. "Something Mr. Xiaojiu gave you to protect yourself?"
Baili Xia's fingertips tightened. She hadn't even realized that the thing Uncle had given her, she'd been carrying with her all along.
"Mind your own business. Shut up, I'm starting."
Honestly. He's hurt this badly and still has the energy to babble.
Knowing she was worried about him, Wu Ming hesitated for a moment before meeting her gaze. His voice unconsciously softened a little.
"A little pain is nothing. Go ahead."
As he spoke, Wu Ming even lifted his right hand and gently wiped away the remaining leaf at the corner of her lips.
