Lin Qixia: "..."

It's a pretty big pill; you can swallow it whole.

She quietly handed the other person some water, saying, "Drink some. You might feel sleepy afterwards. If you are sleepy, just go to sleep and you'll feel better after a nap."

She could also take the opportunity to sew him up.

"Mmm," Huo Yanqing responded, lying down on the spot.

Lin Qixia folded his clothes and placed them under his head, watching him gradually fall asleep.

"OK, let's get started." She took out disinfectant iodine, suture needles and thread, and gauze from the system space in one go.

Then they cleaned Huo Yanqing's wounds and stitched them up.

Lin Qixia's hands trembled a bit while she was sewing, and the stitches weren't very good.

After all, she had never done this job before, and it was already good enough that she didn't make any major mistakes.

"It's finally all done," Lin Qixia murmured.

After finishing sewing, she breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. More than half an hour had passed.

Huo Yanqing was lying on the ground, still unconscious.

The dappled sunlight overhead shone on his handsome yet frail face, making him appear exceptionally vulnerable.

People who usually seem aloof or even sinister and dangerous turn out to be completely harmless upon closer inspection.

Lin Qixia was somewhat dazed.

It seems that even if a villain who is crippled to the point of being half-dead turns evil, he won't cause much damage.

However, she quickly shook her head, "Lin Qixia, don't be naive."

In the original book, he became bloodthirsty and murderous in the latter half of the story, killing countless people, including half of the Yin Dynasty.

Click—

Just then, footsteps sounded again from not far away.

Lin Qixia jolted awake and looked up. "Who's there?"

Huo Yanqing also woke up at this moment, turned his head to look in that direction, and his eyes sharpened.

"It's me," a woman's voice came from behind the tree.