"What are you doing?"
"Let me check if you're injured!" Ignoring Wen Xin's protests, Mu Chengxi pulled open her collar. Seeing the bruises, his face darkened. He carefully removed her gear.
Holding Wen Xin's hand, he coldly instructed Liang Luoyu, "Take care of the rest. I'm taking her to the infirmary to apply some medicine."
"Oh, there's no need. I have ointment in my backpack. Just a quick application will do."
Wen Xin tugged on Mu Chengxi's arm, not moving from her spot. She had won, achieved her goal, and had no intention of leaving just yet. She wanted to see Jiang Linyan leave in defeat.
Mu Chengxi, seeing her determination, helplessly asked Liang Luoyu to fetch Wen Xin's backpack from the office. Applying medicine couldn't be delayed.
Jiang Linyan watched forlornly as Mu Chengxi tended to Wen Xin with such care. Her frustration peaked, and she angrily threw down her sniper rifle, slapped her hat back on, and turned to leave.