C2074

Within the room, a delicate fragrance lingered. On the bed, a young man lay there quietly. His wounds had already been washed clean by the water, but more than half of his body was wrapped in white bandages.

Qing Yan walked into the room with a basin of clear water and placed it beside Shi Lei's bed. She gently wiped the sweat off her forehead with a towel that she was holding in her hand