Xiao Moxi hurried forward to support her, "You're injured?"
Ye Yueying shook off Xiao Moxi, "I don't need your false kindness."
Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Xiao Moxi took out a bottle of golden sore medicine and placed it in her hand. "Can you apply the medicine yourself?"
Without waiting for Ye Yueying to respond, he continued, "The wound is still bleeding, and the smell of blood will become stronger."
Ye Yueying frowned at Xiao Moxi, "You're not going to arrest me anymore?"
Xiao Moxi said nothing, turned around and left the room. Moments later, he returned with a roll of white gauze, handing it to Ye Yueying. He said straightforwardly, "Go into the inner room and apply the medicine."
With that, he walked over to the guest table, his back facing Ye Yueying.
Ye Yueying stared at Xiao Moxi's back, glanced at the golden sore medicine and gauze in her hand, and then wisely entered the inner room.
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