Nangong Mo saw the rare herbs she had recently collected, including the thousand-year-old Snow Lotus, and realized they were her treasures. Yet she didn't hesitate to use them to save him, and his heart couldn't help but fill with joy.
Thinking further, the first thing she did upon waking was look for him, ask about his whereabouts, and worry about him, rushing overnight to see him. The spontaneous happiness almost overwhelmed him, making him feel a bit lightheaded.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Sit down quickly, and I'll bandage your wound."
Nangong Mo immediately snapped back to reality, pulled at the corners of his mouth, and gave her a gentle smile, "Okay!"
Then he obediently sat down, quietly, with a face full of bliss and enchantment.
Yun Ran frowned slightly, looking at him with some confusion. She couldn't understand how he could smile even when he was so injured. Doesn't it hurt?
