Pain

It was naturally painful to cut off the fabric that stuck to the wounds. It was equivalent to tearing open the scab again.

Ye Jian endured the pain. The wounds were still alright. There were friction wounds around the main injury. In the middle of her knees were dime-sized blunt wounds. They were a little inflamed, and the surroundings were red and swollen.

Cleaning, disinfecting, bandaging… Xia Jinyuan handled everything alone. Li Jinnian looked at the wounds and felt much more at ease. He kept massaging Ye Jian's calf muscles with his hands. Every time he massaged, Ye Jian endured the pain. It was even more painful than getting her wounds treated.

"You just need to relax your muscles. It's very easy for your muscles to get tired now." When Li Jinnian saw this, he didn't relax his grip. Instead, he massaged harder. After a while, Ye Jian felt that her calf muscles were as hot as if they were being roasted by a fire. It was really painful but also enjoyable.