Li Piaoqing's lips curled up, as if she wanted to return a smile of the same magnitude, but the heavy look on her cheeks prevented the smile from fully blooming. Instead, she let out a gentle and warm "hmm" from her throat.
"That's enough." Pei Ye looked at the girl, her exhaustion was increasingly difficult to hide, "The doctor has been called, I'll help you tend to your wounds properly and then let's take a rest."
"Hmm."
The best wound specialist in town, who was already waiting in the room, only dared to prescribe some medicines for Lu Yunsheng. But upon seeing the girl's injury, he finally found his purpose.
It took an hour to dress the wound. When she came out, the girl had changed into clean, loose clothing. She rested weakly against the door frame, accepting the snacks and water Pei Ye handed to her and swallowed a few bites.