Feeling increasingly lonely...
Just as Ye Zhi was about to be swallowed by this boundless loneliness, One Person slipped into her tent.
"Zhizhi!"
Simply being called "Zhizhi," Ye Zhi instantly snapped out of her loneliness.
It was Gong Juechen.
Yes, it was Gong Juechen who had come. Not only had he come, but he had also brought a basin of warm water.
While placing the warm water beside the bed, Gong Juechen complained tenderly, "Zhizhi, didn't I give you that ointment for frostbite? So why are your hands still in this condition? If your hands look like this, I guess your feet must be even worse. Come, come, soak your feet quickly. After that, I'll apply the medicine for you."
So, it turned out that someone did notice her hands full of frostbite.
However, that person was the one who made her feel the most unsafe.
"There's no need." Ye Zhi didn't want to get up; she just wanted to lie there quietly for a while.
