Set off against her midnight blue dress, it looked like the bright starry sky in the dark night.
Only then did she notice that there was indeed a bloodstain on her left arm. It was neither deep nor shallow. The blood had dried and condensed. It must have been scratched by those gangsters during the fight.
She remembered that there was a young gangster among them with something like claws on his fingers. It must have been that time.
At that time, I was only focused on fighting and didn't feel any pain at all.
"It's just a small injury." She didn't take it seriously.
But, suddenly, she exclaimed, "Oh my god, my clothes are torn!"
She caught a glimpse of a tear on her arm sleeve, and the expensive fabric had been scratched! She quickly checked other parts of the clothes, and found that there were more than one scratches, which would definitely not be repaired. She had not noticed it at all before.
She spent a lot of money to buy this dress, but it was ruined after just one wear!
I feel so sad. This meal is too expensive.
Zuo Chenye couldn't help but find it funny when he saw that she didn't care about her wounds at all, but instead cared about her torn clothes.
"Clothes are more important, or people are more important?" He asked her with raised eyebrows. She sat in his arms, only thinking about her clothes and not resisting. This feeling made him feel good.
The feeling of holding her was like going back to the past, when he didn't lose his memory and didn't hurt her again.
Her demeanor at the moment, her tone of voice, and the things she cares about.
He became more and more certain that she was Qiao Ran, there was no mistake.
"Of course clothes are important!" Qiao Ran replied without thinking, "It's very expensive, okay!"
Only when she started her own business did she realize that making money was not easy, not to mention that she had to raise An An.
Zuo Chenye lowered his head and smiled, "Here, let me take care of your wound. It's just a piece of clothing. If you need it, I can give you a lot."
"No need." Qiao Ran finally realized that she was still sitting in his arms and quickly stood up from him.
"I can just take care of the wound myself." She stood aside and picked up a cotton swab to clean herself.
However, it is indeed a bit frustrating.
Zuo Chenye snatched the cotton swab from her hand and said, "Show me off. I'll do it."
His tone was tough and his actions were even tougher. He firmly fixed her arm. He carefully wiped her wound with a cotton swab, "Don't move. The wound is not shallow. If not treated properly, it will leave scars."
Then, he applied anti-inflammatory powder to her.
"I'll give you this anti-inflammatory ointment. You can use it after you take a bath. It can remove scars."
After taking care of the wound, Qiao Ran withdrew his arm and said, "Young Master Zuo really has everything he needs. He even prepares medicine and other things for injuries."
"Be prepared." Zuo Chenye smiled faintly.
"The wound on your head has been taken care of. You can apply ice to it so that it won't swell. If everything's okay, I'll leave first." Qiao Ran was about to turn around and leave.
He lay on the sofa and reached out to grab her.
"I helped you fight and got hurt, and this is the only reward?" His tone was innocent and he sounded aggrieved.
"Then what else do you want? Give you money?" She knew clearly that what he lacked most was money, and he would never ask for her money. She said this to express her dissatisfaction.
"Haha. At least, pour me a glass of water, peel an apple or something. Isn't this too much to ask?"
He looked at her leisurely, his eyes bright and innocent.
Qiao Ran took a breath, that's all, he helped her after all. This request is not too much.