An Ruo put down the water glass, adjusted the bed to a suitable height, and then picked up the glass again to feed him his medicine.
She reached out, but he didn't reach out to take it.
Helplessly, she stuffed the medicine into his mouth and then helped him drink some water.
While he was drinking, she glanced at his wound; there was a faint trace of blood on the bandage, and a hint of the scent of blood drifted past her nose—his wound was indeed very severe.
It was a gunshot wound, not an ordinary injury, naturally, it would be very serious.
Thinking of how Xiao Ji had wounded him, she felt very guilty and determined to take good care of him. After he took his medicine, she lowered the bed, and Tang Yuchen suddenly asked her to wipe his body.
Alright then, this gentleman had no intention of being polite with her; she didn't need to take good care of him, she just needed to follow his instructions.
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