It was clear that Li Wan was a very meticulous woman. Her movements were skillful as she disinfected Wang Dadong with a cotton swab soaked in iodine.
"Why are you so foolish? Why didn't you push away your aunt..." Seeing the large chunk of flesh nearly bitten off, Li Wan began to cry again.
"Auntie, it really doesn't hurt," Wang Dadong said with a smile.
"Of course it hurts." Li Wan angrily glared at Wang Dadong.
Soon, Li Wan finished bandaging Wang Dadong's wound.
The atmosphere became somewhat silent.
This time, the count should really be dead; after all, even the body was turned to ashes.
But Li Wan couldn't bring herself to be happy.
She originally thought that with the count dead, she would be free. Now, it seemed she wasn't freed at all.
She still had "addiction" inside her.
Once that thing acted up, it truly was a fate worse than death.
