C1362 Feng Yuer's Love

In the cell, Yutang was carefully unwrapping the white gauze from Yuer's fingers, each movement deliberate and gentle. The wounds had already started to scab over, and the medicine on her fingers hadn't fully absorbed before Yutang softly blew it away.

"Have you ever been in a battle?" Yuer asked lazily, leaning against the wall as she looked at her unsightly fingers