Shen Xi's delicate face suddenly flushed to the tips of her ears, grateful for the mask on her face, otherwise, it would have been too embarrassing.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now and let alcohol touch the wound. Don't be nervous, I will clean your wound with iodine now."
She hurriedly straightened up, took another cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and continued applying.
"It's nothing." Qin Siye slowly lifted his head to look at the woman before him.
Right then, she was close at hand, her messy, damp hair hanging down from both ears, her delicate face, fair swan neck, and the faintly visible collarbone struck a chord in his heart.
Suddenly, he felt his body growing warm, and a certain part of him began to react.
Damn it, what was happening to him?
She was Yin Xi's cousin; such a thing mustn't happen.
Qin Siye immediately averted his gaze, closed his eyes, and took a moment to calm his mind.
Two minutes later, Shen Xi's voice rang in his ear, "All done."