Watching him through the television screen.

"Young Master..." the maid pointed cautiously toward Ye Anqi's ankle.

Ya Shitian looked down, and upon seeing the injury, he froze.

He immediately picked up Ye Anqi and carried her to the sofa to put her down.

The maid had already wisely brought over the medical kit.

Ya Shitian crouched down, lifted Ye Anqi's ankle, and seeing her white sock soaked with blood, he felt a deep self-reproach.

His gaze grew even darker.

The wound caused by the shards was large, she must be in a lot of pain, but she couldn't even cry out, much less avoid it.

All because she had already lost all ability to move.

Ya Shitian tended to her wound carefully while feeling very guilty.

He truly didn't want to treat her this way.

However... if he didn't, she would eventually run away.

He also couldn't bear her deception and hurt again.

Otherwise, he truly feared he would lose control and kill her...

Ya Shitian quickly finished treating her wound.