Not only did Xiaobao not scold her, but he also comforted her, "It's fine, look, the bleeding will stop in a moment."
As he spoke, Xiaobao used his Spiritual Energy, and the bleeding at the wound stopped instantly. Xiaobao held his palm and smiled, "It's a small matter."
The next moment, Xiaobao frowned and said, "Why did you rush over? What if you got hurt?"
"I just saw him about to stab you with a knife, so I rushed over instinctively, without thinking much."
Like a child who had made a mistake, Guo Xiaoman lowered her head, speaking softly, her face flushed, not knowing if it was due to alcohol or the hand that had pressed against her chest.
Seeing Guo Xiaoman like this, how could Xiaobao blame her? He felt a sense of inexplicable emotion; this woman stood in front of him without hesitation. What more could he ask for?
Xiaobao called the frightened waiter at the door, "Little sister, close the door, don't let anyone else in!"
