She saw the wounds on the little one's body, the skin split open with gashes everywhere.
The tattered clothes clung to him, yet still left him barely covered.
The seawater had wet the wounds, some areas were soaked too much, and the bleeding was particularly severe. Just looking at it was shocking, making one's heart ache as if it were being twisted.
Yu Zimu saw it too and gasped.
Just by looking, it felt so painful, as if the wounds were on one's own body, hurting immensely.
How could he be so injured? It didn't look like it was from a shark attack or something similar; it seemed more like the marks left by a whip.
Not only that, but he was also unconscious.
What exactly had Huo Xiaowu gone through?
Huo Jinnan removed the little one's clothes and wrapped him in his own, holding him in his arms.
Yu Zimu hurriedly went to call Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao woke up, saw the wounds on the little one, and without medicine to treat them, could only care for him cautiously.
