Xie Wei carried Zhao Yujin to the villa's guest room without taking her to the hospital. Her current condition likely indicates a problem with the Zhao family in Nancheng, and the more people who know about her situation, the more detrimental it will be to her.
He couldn't trust the South City now.
Xie Wei wasn't a doctor, so he could only roughly assess her condition: a burn on her right foot, a minor sprain on her left leg, several severe abrasions on her thigh and knee, and a similar condition on her arm, though much better than her leg.
Just in case, he even made a video call to Lu Yao, and the conclusion he gave was basically the same as his judgment.
Knowing these things, all that's needed next is to take appropriate action, and that's where the nursing knowledge rewarded by the system comes in handy.
The first step is to clean the body to prevent secondary infection.
However, looking at Zhao Yujin lying on the bed, Xie Wei was at a loss for what to do.
Aside from the cleaning lady who comes to clean the house regularly, there are hardly any women in the entire villa. Moreover, the cleaning lady doesn't live in the villa; she only comes here when needed.
However, the other party's situation is not optimistic.
...
Never mind, Zhao Yujin is a patient now, and he is a doctor now. In the eyes of a doctor, there is no distinction between genders.
This is how Xie Wei convinced himself.
Not long after leaving the room, he brought over a basin of water, along with two towels and a first-aid kit.
After everything was prepared, I was struggling with where to begin when my gaze was drawn to her clenched fist.
What she was clutching tightly in her hand was a red pouch with the words "Peace" embroidered on it in gold thread.
Xie Wei had seen this before; it was sewn for Zhao Yujin by her mother.
Despite being unconscious, there was no sign of relaxation on his face; his brows were still tightly furrowed, and he was covered in dust, looking terribly disheveled.
If it weren't for the Zhao family and the car accident, Zhao Yujin would probably have been well protected and would have been a pampered little princess like the Su sisters.
The eldest daughter of a prominent family, orphaned and forced to flee, returns with great force after several years, determined to reclaim what she has lost.
If Xie Wei didn't know that Ye Yan was the template for the chosen one, he would have doubted that the person in front of him was the real chosen one.
Given the nature of the Heavenly Dao, with this kind of template, Zhao Yujin's destiny is probably not low.
If it were the Xie Wei of the past, he would have stayed far away from these things long ago.
All results arise from causes, and all retributions arise from karma.
Xie Wei now has more than half of his wives as leading ladies, and he can no longer extricate himself from the karmic entanglements involved.
A dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water, so what's there to be afraid of?
Moreover, Zhao Yujin is currently just an injured person who needs someone to take care of him.
The Buddha said: Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and good will be rewarded.
Thinking of this, Xie Wei couldn't help but smile and began to wipe her delicate face.
Xie Wei had indeed not seen Zhao Yujin for a long time. He only found out that she had returned to China when he was investigating Zhao Hongbo. He did not expect that she had returned to China, just as he did not expect that she had left without saying goodbye and gone abroad.
She never contacted him, and he never seemed to care.
Nothing can withstand the erosion of time, just like the people and things of our youth. Some things are better left in our memories.
Given their current status, bringing it up now would only add to the awkwardness.
After examining the area, Xie Wei found that apart from the injuries to the exposed parts, there seemed to be no major problems elsewhere.
So there's no need to help her change her clothes; she can take care of it herself when she wakes up tomorrow.
After gently cleaning her injured area, Xie Wei began applying medicine and bandaging.
Although her body was covered by a formal dress, Xie Wei could clearly see that this person had indeed said goodbye to her childhood naivety.
Xie Wei withdrew his gaze, tidied his things, and left.
...
When Zhao Yujin woke up, the sun and moon had just begun to rise, and the gray sky was just beginning to lighten.
She frowned, as if she had dreamt of Xie Wei again, dreamt that he was walking towards her in the firelight, picking her up, and also dreamt of things from her childhood.
Thinking about the dream she had last night, she seemed to be in a good mood, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
As she tried to raise her hand to rub her eyes, the instant she felt the pain reaching her cerebral cortex, she realized that her body felt incredibly heavy, and the other injured parts of her body were also reflected in her brain.
Zhao Yujin fully regained consciousness.
She did a simple check of her body and got a rough idea of her condition.
"Fortunately, they are all minor injuries. They will recover in a few days after the medicine wears off."
The storage ring wasn't lost either; valuables like the [Thousand Faces] and the mobile phone were still inside.
Zhao Yujin didn't care about her injuries and turned her head away. Xie Wei sat quietly on the small sofa next to her, seemingly cultivating.
As soon as she got up, she noticed him sitting there, some distance away, so he could detect anything that happened to her.
Zhao Yujin dragged herself closer to Xie Wei and gently touched his cheek with her fingertips.
It is warm, it is real, it is a vivid little story.
It seems that not everything last night was a dream.
Xie Weizheng was meditating when he suddenly felt a tickle on his cheek. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was just his imagination. But then he could clearly feel a finger poking and prodding his face, as if it were playing.
There was no one else in the room, so it was obvious that Zhao Yujin was the one who did it.
Xie Wei slowly opened his eyes and saw that the woman in front of him hadn't noticed that he had opened his eyes and was poking his face with a curious look on her face.
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