C589 Other than You I Don't Trust Anyone else

Under the bandages, Mo Xirann breathed out his wound and then applied some ointment to the purple and green medicine on his back. Mo Xirann's face was filled with heartache.

Zhou Yanchen smiled and comforted her, "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt? When it hurts, can't you just say it hurts?" Staring at him, she held onto his arm, "Get up and go back to your room