"How can this not be okay? It's all burned clean; it's not dirty." The innkeeper was displeased by Wang Yi's rejection, "You city folks are just too fussy."
Chiang Xiao, with a flip of the hand behind her back, took out a tin of ointment and walked over to hand it to Wang Yi.
"Wang Yi, I brought some medicine for injuries. It can sterilize, stop bleeding, and reduce inflammation."
Wang Yi was overjoyed, tears still streaming down her face, she smiled at Chiang Xiao and quickly took the medicine.
Chiang Xiao glanced at Chen Yin's wound and felt relieved.
Chen Yin was wearing leather shoes. Although the beast trap looked quite sharp, enough to break through his shoes and draw blood, it seemed it hadn't reached the bone; the injury shouldn't be too severe.
Indeed, after he took off his shoes, there were only two deeper tooth holes on the top of his foot, bleeding.
Yet even so, Wang Yi couldn't stop crying.