Zha Muxi gave a casual grunt and ordered someone to wrap the mysterious man in some garments, saying she would be summoned when he woke up.
Mo Xuanjing furrowed his brows slightly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes as he asked, "Xier, why is your complexion so pale? Why is the wound you just dressed still bleeding?"
Mo Xuanjing trusted Zha Muxi's medical skills implicitly, yet the wound continued to bleed. Could it be that extracting that blood had harmed Xier's body?
Chapter 26