Gu Qinghuai's legs were covered with scars, crisscrossing with new wounds on top of old ones, the skin and flesh rolled up, and some places were even oozing blood, a shocking sight.
Lin Xihe's eyes instantly reddened, and a wave of heartache surged through her. But time was of the essence, so she forced back her tears, quickly picked up the medicine bottle, and applied the medicine to him with trembling hands.
With each application, her heart clenched tighter.
"Qinghuai, get well soon." Lin Xihe's voice was choked with sobs, and large tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
"good."
Gu Qinghuai responded softly, his voice firm.
He ate with difficulty, but his eyes never left Lin Xihe's face, as if he wanted to etch her image into his heart.
Prolonged hunger had made his stomach extremely fragile; after just a few bites, his stomach would spasm, causing him excruciating discomfort.
But he knew he didn't have time to recuperate slowly. Only by recovering his strength as soon as possible could he have a chance to take Lin Xihe away from this dangerous place. So he gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort, and swallowed his food in large gulps.
The two didn't say much, but every glance and every gesture was full of unspoken words.
Soon, Gu Qinghuai finished his meal, and Lin Xihe carefully applied medicine to all the wounds on his body.
"I have to go. I'll leave the kettle here and come see you again tomorrow." Lin Xihe said, raising her hand to gently stroke Gu Qinghuai's face, her fingertips touching his rough skin, full of longing and reluctance.
But she knew she couldn't stay any longer, so she hardened her heart, turned around, and hurriedly left.
Gu Qinghuai was left staring in the direction she had left, lost in thought for a long time.
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