"Don't be shy! Come on!" Peixuan Ruxi took out his camera for naught.
"Lao Xi, thanks," Shentu Jing sat up.
"No problem. Don't mention it," Peixuan Ruxi helped Shentu Jing up to his feet.
Qin Zhuzhu saw that Shentu Jing was bleeding from his cuts and rushed towards him, holding onto him worriedly. Her heart seemed to be stabbed up a thousand knives.
"Are you okay? Let me bandage your wounds," her voice was gentle and sweet. Shentu Jing nodded.
Seeing them lovey dovey, Peixuan Ruxi purposely went back to the front of the helicopter to give them space.
He cleared his throat. "The first aid kit is on your left, among the ropes,"
"Okay, thanks," Qin Zhuzhu took the box and instructed Shentu Jing to sit.
Qin Zhuzhu opened the humongous first aid kit and her eyes were greeted by tons of stuffs.
"Peixuan Ruxi! You're really handy! You have everything! Did you rob a pharmacy!?" She joked.
There was a lot of medicine for every illness, even a stethoscope and syringes...
