Xiao Chen leaned forward slightly and kissed her lips again.
Lan Yue's eyes widened; wasn't he supposed to remove the clamp?
Just as she was thinking about it, a sudden and even sharper pain came from her foot, followed by a quick release as Xiao Chen pried open the clamp and took it off.
Xiao Chen calmly let go of her lips, quickly grabbed the backpack from the ground beside him, and took out hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs.
Looking at the mangled wound, his handsome forehead furrowed tightly.
He swiftly treated the wound on her ankle and then carefully bandaged it.
"Is there anywhere else you're injured?"
Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at her fiercely.
Lan Yue couldn't help but want to laugh; despite his fierce words, his actions were careful and gentle, afraid of causing her pain.
He even used kissing her as a distraction to remove the clamp.
Seeing her not replying, Xiao Chen directly pulled her to his side and reached to tug at her clothes.
