Ruan Jiaojiao was kneeling beside him, applying medicine. Though she tried to tend to his wounds, tears streamed down her face, dripping continuously onto the bedsheets.
"Jiaojiao..." Fu Zhinian murmured, heart aching, and started to sit up.
"Lie still, I haven't finished applying the medicine," Ruan Jiaojiao choked out, furrowing her brow in a commanding tone.
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