Leng Youchen's pupils contracted slightly, and his hands paused as he hoarsely said, "Madam, bear with it, this medicine is very effective. You won't feel so uncomfortable tomorrow."
In her dreams, how could she hear what he was saying? She just kept shrinking back, curling herself into a ball.
Only then did Leng Youchen see that her finger, wrapped in bandages, had bright red blood seeping through. He held her finger, slowly unwrapped the bandage, and saw that her fingernail was half cut off, the fingertip was a bloody mess, and his heart felt like it was being pricked by needles.
A scene flashed through his mind, her gripping the door frame, being mercilessly dragged in by him. At that moment, her hand was already injured, and yet he still...
After re-bandaging her, he sat by the bed for a long time until she stopped muttering in her sleep before he got up and left.
He went downstairs, came to Aunt Liu's door, and knocked.
