Saint

Hua Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this Zi Chen didn't seem to welcome him very much…

Tuan Zi ran to Zi Chen's side and looked up at him. "Zi Chen, did I disturb you just now?"

I remember that Zi Chen had originally planned on resting…

Zi Chen glanced at her. "No."

After a pause, he added casually, "Perhaps my wounds are recovering, and I can't sleep."

"Ah? That's true!" Tuan Zi recalled that when she was injured… Every time it was time for the scabs to form, the wound would indeed feel numb and itchy. It was very uncomfortable.

Zi Chen was probably the same.

"But this also means that you're almost done! Let's go—I'll help you change your dressing!"

It was never wrong to change the dressing and clean up.

However, Zi Chen looked up at Hua Shuangshuang. "That's not appropriate, is it? You haven't seen your friend in a long time—"