Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse, but still clear: "Prepare a knife and an oil lamp for me."
He looked at her unusually bewildered and pitiful expression and softened his gaze: "Don't be afraid, I'll be fine."
Wei Wei's face flushed uncontrollably.
I only realized my feelings during the day, and then I met him in the evening. Now we've even touched hands.
She stared at her hand, which was being held tightly, and her heart pounded so hard that she was momentarily stunned.
This time, however, his hands were not as warm as before, because he had lost too much blood due to his injury.
She snapped out of her daze, and the worry in her heart resurfaced.
"You are badly injured."
She said, "We need to find a way to stop the bleeding."
Jiang Yu nodded: "I know, but I can persevere."
"Listen to me, you won't go wrong."
His calm voice calmed Wei Wei down a bit.
Even though I didn't have much faith in it, I still went ahead and prepared.
The knife and lamp were readily available, and she quickly collected them.
After the lamp was lit, the soft light shone on Wei Wei's face. Her slightly furrowed brows and jade-like features captivated Jiang Yu, who was staring at her through the mask.
She disregarded her identity as an assassin and devoted herself wholeheartedly to saving him.
Does she not dislike herself in her heart?
While he was still in a daze, Wei Wei had already turned back and asked him, "Leave the next step to me."
Sweat beaded on her nose, a look of unprecedented endearment on her face.
Jiang Yu's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but swallow.
This aggravated the injury on his shoulder, causing him to grimace.
Wei Wei assumed he had fainted again because she didn't hear his reply.
Anxiety returned to her face; not being able to observe his current state was truly agonizing.
He reached out and touched the clasp on Jiang Yu's mask again.
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