Inside the room, Lu Ninghuan had already bandaged Bai Qingyan's wound. Bai Jinse helped Bai Qingyan lean against the pillow.
Bai Qingyan moved her body with difficulty; with each breath, her chest felt as though something was pulling it, making the pain unbearable.
Bai Qingyan looked at Bai Jinse, whose eyes were red, and a faint smile appeared on her pale lips. Watching Bai Jinse tearfully, a warm feeling arose in her heart. She gently wiped away the tears on Bai Jinse's face. "I'm sorry, did Eldest Young Lady scare you?"
Bai Jinse wiped her tears with her sleeve and lowered her swollen eyelids.
