It wasn't until Wu Chengzu left that Bai Yiran finally relaxed. Her body, tense for so long, suddenly went limp and weak.
She tried to slowly roll up her pants, but despite her gentle movements, it was unavoidable that the pants rubbed against her knees.
"Hiss~" She sharply inhaled, deciding to endure the pain and quickly rolled up her pants. Although it hurt, it was just a momentary pain, better than doing it slowly.
Both of her knees were injured to varying degrees, with the left knee being the most severely hurt. If her pants weren't such a dark color, Wu Chengzu would have likely noticed that they were already stained with fresh blood.
Bai Yiran struggled to get out of bed. Wu Chengzu hadn't taken away the bandages and other medical supplies. After wrapping her wounds herself, her forehead was already dotted with fine sweat.
Bai Yiran had clearly heard what Wu Chengzu said earlier. They had indeed arranged for a ship and would depart tomorrow night.
