Liu Yichen lay on the bed, the pain in his body had not diminished in the slightest. Although the bleeding was less, the wound was still there.
Lin Yuxin sat at the bedside, her hands naturally resting on her legs, unsure what to do. No medicine, no gauze, and she wasn't a doctor, unable to come up with a better solution on the spot.
Two minutes later, Wang Ruming kicked the door open and threw in a medicine kit, slamming the door as she left. Her dissatisfaction and anger were fully displayed on her face.
Earlier, during their wedding, she managed to control herself well. But at this moment, when she thought about Lin Yuxin needing to remove his pants to bandage his wound, her heart clenched in pain.
"That Wang Ruming, always so hot-headed." Liu Yichen shook his head, thinking that her reckless actions made Lin Yuxin suspect he had something with her, which wasn't good for them.
