Chapter 812 Bleeding
Nie Yao lowered her eyes and did not answer Steve's words. She just kept repeating: "He won't come back. This is fine... This is fine..."
Steve was still a little confused and asked doubtfully, "What's good? Senior, do you want him to come back or not?"
Nie Yao was silent for a long time before she looked up at Steve and whispered, "Steve, it's getting late. You should go back. You have other plans tomorrow..."
"Okay, then you should be more positive!" Steve knew that the senior sister was in a bad mood at the moment and needed to calm down. He smiled and comforted her, "Senior sister, haven't you eaten yet? Eat something, then take a bath and have a good sleep. You will be fine tomorrow!"
Nie Yao responded absentmindedly and was about to get up to see him off.
"Don't send me off, I can go out by myself!" Steve said this, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the blood on Nie Yao's hand. His eyes widened immediately, and he quickly grabbed Nie Yao's hand, exclaiming, "Senior sister, your hand is bleeding!"
Nie Yao then lowered her head and saw that her palm was bleeding. She replied nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a minor injury..."
"How can this be just a minor injury?" Steve held her hand firmly, and then he realized that the diamond in the diamond ring was too hard and directly scratched her palm. He frowned.
"Senior, we're about to start an archaeological project. You can't get hurt right now, or it'll be very dangerous..."
When Steve said this, he was about to call a doctor, but was stopped by Nie Yao.
"No need to go through so much trouble. There's a medicine box in the room. Just disinfect and bandage it!"
Steve could only nod and let her sit quietly on the sofa. He found the medicine box for her and began to disinfect and bandage her skillfully.
"Senior, I still remember the first time I was injured, you were the one who treated my wound..."
Steve sighed as he spoke, "I still remember you lecturing me. You said that we archaeologists must be extremely careful. We often can't touch unearthed artifacts directly with our hands. First, to prevent the artifacts from being damaged by sweat from our palms, and second, in case the unearthed artifacts are contaminated with fungi..."
He raised his head and looked at Nie Yao, smiling, "So when we're on a mission, we have to protect our hands from getting hurt. If we come into contact with fungi and get infected, the consequences would be disastrous. You've taught me this so many times before, how come you've forgotten it?"
"Steve, I didn't forget, I was just careless..." Nie Yao forced an ugly smile and replied in a low voice: "I will pay attention and will not affect the progress of the archaeological excavation!"
"Luckily, the wound isn't deep, it should heal quickly!" Steve bandaged her, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Alright, senior, remember to keep the wound dry!"
Nie Yao responded softly and thanked Steve again.
"Senior, let's eat!" Steve was a little worried when he saw Nie Yao's mental state. He touched his stomach pretentiously and said with a smile, "It's just right. I'm hungry too. Senior, I saw that the waiter just brought over quite a lot of food. Do you mind if I eat with you?"
"Since you are hungry, just eat!" Nie Yao said in a light tone.
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