Xiao Yichen sighed, touched her hair and said softly: "Okay, I won't leave, I'll sleep with you." If he could let her erase that black memory, he would do anything.
His embrace was very warm, which relieved the dull pain in her heart a little, and she murmured, "Hold me tight." Like a frozen little animal in the snow, she moved closer to him to absorb his warmth.
Xiao Yichen stroked her back and sank into the soft bed with her. He comforted her: "Well, go to sleep, I'm here."
She closed her eyes in relief, her mind empty.
After a while, she didn't feel sleepy at all. She always felt pain in her chest, and it was a little wet and sticky. She said to him: "My chest hurts." She didn't know if it was because of her clothes, but she was wearing a black canvas coat.
I always feel like my skin is stinging.
He looked down at her in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
Only then did she remember the time she was stabbed by the dagger. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Stabbed by a knife." At that time, she was completely sane and didn't feel any pain from the stabbing.
He said cautiously: "Let me take a look at it for you. It will be bad if it's infected." He didn't dare to help her change her clothes before because he was afraid of touching her sensitive and fragile memory. Now if there is any injury, he must check it out.
"Yeah." She leaned on the pillow, lay flat and spread her arms, pointing to the left side of her chest.
Turning on the bedside lamp, Xiao Yichen knelt down on the bed, leaned over and began to unbutton the black clothes she was wearing from above, with extremely gentle gestures.
When he put his tentacles on the fabric, he realized that the piece of clothing had been stained with blood countless times. The blood stains had dried and the clothes were already a little hard, but they were still soaked with new blood. He frowned and asked accusingly: "How many times has it been bleeding?
, why didn’t you say anything?”
She shook her head, looked back at the angry him with pure eyes, and explained: "I didn't pay attention, I just felt pain." She didn't know how many times today every cell in her body felt pain, and she couldn't detect the bleeding in this place.
Xiao Yichen unbuttoned his clothes and saw the bloody wound. The deep red straight wound was still oozing blood, which looked shocking on her fair skin. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and he didn't know how to deal with such a wound, so he suggested
: "I'll ask a doctor to take a look at it for you. It may have injured a large blood vessel under the skin." If the bleeding continues like this, she will be in danger.
Xie Yunshu timidly shook his head, looking like he was about to cry again, and begged: "Yichen, no, I don't want to see anyone else." Now the only person she felt she had the face to face was him.
Xiao Yichen felt embarrassed, and looked at the frayed scars on her wrists, and advised: "Ying Lian, you have so many injuries on your body, you must deal with them first." If it was infected, she would have to suffer more.
She supported herself with both hands and sat up, saying weakly: "Yichen, I just want to take a bath."
His heart froze. She probably wanted to wash away the dirt on her body, so she stopped trying to persuade him and agreed, "Okay, I'll help you put out the water."
"Yeah." She sat on the bed and watched him enter the bathroom. In the silence, she felt that her arms were hurting. She thought it was caused by being twisted and tied for too long.
When the water in the bathtub was almost full, he carried her into the bathroom, sat her down on the edge of the bathtub, walked back to the door, and said, "I'm going out first. Call me if you need anything."
"Okay." She looked at his worried look and felt hard to describe.
Xiao Yichen urged again: "Try to hurry up, the wound will be more serious if soaked in water." The water vapor was thick, and he couldn't see her expression clearly, so he could not help but worry about her.
"Yeah." She frowned slightly and nodded, watching him close the door outside.
