"Okay, Miss Huangfu." Liu, the adjutant, responded, flooring the gas pedal. Actually, there was no need for Miss Huangfu to say anything; he knew what had to be done. Nothing was more important than the Young Marshal's life.
Huangfu Yincan looked down at the person resting their head on her lap, noticing his lips were rather chapped.
"Gu Jinbei, do you want some water?" she asked.
Gu Jinbei opened his eyes, gazing at the face so close to him, and responded softly, "Hmm."
Huangfu Yincan immediately took the water bottle from the side, poured a little water into the cap, "Let me help you up first."
With one hand supporting him, she slowly helped him sit up.
Gu Jinbei savored her gentle actions, having been used to her assertive side, this cautious manner was a rare treat for him.
It made the injury feel worthwhile.
At least he realized that this woman was not so heartless after all.
