"The wound is quite deep. I think it's better to have a doctor stitch it up," Lu Xiaoyou said, cleaning the blood around the wound with an alcohol swab.
"It's just a small injury. Just apply some medicine and bandage it," Long Xiliang retorted. To him, a cut less than a centimeter wasn't worth fussing over.
Lu Xiaoyou snorted lightly, "Only you would consider this a small injury."
Lu Xiaoyou swiftly bandaged the wound, wrapping a few layers of gauze around Long Xiliang's arm before tying a bow on it.
Long Xiliang: "..." Did you really have to secure it in such an ugly way?
Lu Xiaoyou glanced up and noticed the man was clearly showing a disdainful expression towards the bow on his arm.
Lu Xiaoyou poked him in the chest, "Look how cute this bow is! You're not allowed to take it off!"
Long Xiliang leaned back on the sofa, silently gazing at Lu Xiaoyou's lively, fair face.
He spoke up, "Don't believe anything Shen Manli says."
"Hmm?" Lu Xiaoyou looked up at him.
