The slightly stinging disinfectant was being applied to Gu Tong's wound, causing her to grimace a little.
Li Yan's expression still looked serious, but his hand was controlled and measured, gently and softly wiping, trying his best to alleviate her pain.
The cotton ball soaked in disinfectant had been stained with fresh blood, and the wound was almost cleaned.
Reflecting in Li Yan's dark eyes were the heavily scarred little hands. He frowned and said sternly, "The other paw!"
"…" Why did she feel like she was being treated like a dog...
Gu Tong ridiculed to herself, but she didn't dare not cooperate, obediently extending her other hand.
The same actions were repeated in the palm of the other hand.
After who knows how long, Li Yan finally completed the disinfection work. He tucked Gu Tong's paw back under the blanket, then leaned against the headboard without speaking.
Why was he angry again...
Gu Tong wanted to bury her head and cry...
