Moreover, she herself was implicated in a wrongful case and ended up in this situation. Before she could be sure that the man in front of her was really guilty of a heinous crime, she did not want him to be arrested.
So she just quietly put away the tinder.
But after a moment, the man asked her again: "Can you help me?"
In the darkness, Xue Zhiyi responded: "Go ahead."
The man propped himself up and sat up and asked her, "Can you bandage the wound?"
His voice was so weak that it seemed like it would be blown away by the wind and snow outside in an instant.
"I got a cut on my back..."
Seeing Xue Zhiyi silent, he said: "It's okay, the injury is a bit scary, I can do it myself, can you help me find some rags?"
But before he finished speaking, he heard Xue Zhiyi say, "I can help you."
"What?"
Xue Zhiyi added: "I can try to bandage your wound."
She couldn't see the man's expression, but she felt that he was stunned for a moment, and then he said softly, "Thank you."
Xue Zhiyi still got angry, but the man did not stop him. He just turned his back to her so that she could see the wound on his back clearly.
The bandage cloth was torn off from the lining of Xue Zhiyi's skirt. Xue Zhiyi was stunned holding the cloth. In the flickering firelight, it was the first time she saw such a terrible wound.
The wound almost spanned his back, with the skin and flesh rolled up and the bone visible. It was still bleeding. If it was not bandaged to stop the bleeding, he would probably bleed to death.
Shocked, Xue Zhiyi quickly calmed down.
She used the sewing kit she brought with her to sew up his wound.
He said nothing and endured countless injections.
She was also worried that he would faint from the pain, so while she was stitching, she spoke to him softly to distract himself.
By the time the wound was sewn up, it was almost dawn.
Xue Zhiyi knew that he didn't want anyone to see his face, so she leaned him against the door panel of the dilapidated temple and sat on the other side of the door panel.
They were like this, back to back, separated by a door panel.
Exhausted, Xue Zhiyi wanted to lean back and rest for a while, but after the man calmed down, he began to chat with her.
He used a piece of dry grass to weave a slightly sloppy straw ring and handed it to Xue Zhiyi behind him.
He said softly, "Thank you very much. If I can still return to Huajing alive, I will repay you with a token of gratitude..."
…
The dream was long, and Xue Zhiyi tried several times to see the man's face clearly in the dream.
But when I suddenly woke up, I found that I had fallen asleep by the window in the wing room of Jianzhang Palace last night.
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