At night, Qin Xi prepared a medicinal bath for Dong Xiaoxuan. Looking at the ferocious and terrifying scars on her body, she frowned and felt that she shouldn't have let Li Honglian off so easily today.
She asked Lone Wolf to put Dong Xiaoxuan into the bathtub filled with herbs. As soon as she entered, Dong Xiaoxuan frowned deeply and let out a low moan of pain.
Lone Wolf panicked and squatted beside the bathtub at a loss. He wanted to help Dong Xiaoxuan ease the pain, but he could not do anything.
"What should I do? Does it hurt a lot?"
Seeing that his eyes were red from anxiety, Qin Xi raised her eyebrows. In the past, she had always felt that Lone Wolf was a boring person who did not like to talk.
She did not expect him to have such a side.