“It’s been hard on you.” Zhao Zhan’s brows were tightly furrowed, and he wished he could feel the pain for her. “It’s all my fault for not coming back earlier.”
“There’s no need to see a doctor. After this blister pops, it will heal very quickly.”
Zhao Zhan didn’t dare to say anything.
He would usually kill his prey without even blinking, but when it came to the blisters on her hands, he didn’t know what to do.
Yue Jiaojiao’s palm was fair, and there was a blister that had burst from the wear and tear. The red at the edge of the blister looked particularly miserable.
Zhao Zhan’s fingers tightened and loosened around the needle. He tried several times to reach out but did not dare to touch it.
While he wasn’t paying attention, Yue Jiaojiao pinched a needle that had been heated over the fire and directly picked out the water bubble. She took a deep breath and a layer of moisture quickly accumulated in her eyes.
She had a sensitive and pain-prone body to begin with, just like the modern version of a princess. She didn’t expect that her body would become more and more weak here, and the physiological reaction on her face was completely out of control.
“Should we go back to town and find a doctor?” Zhao Zhan looked at her and carefully held her hand, not daring to move. “It won’t hurt anymore after the medicine is applied, right?”
His voice was soft at the end, and Yue Jiaojiao laughed awkwardly as she tried to ignore the pain in her palm. “It’ll only hurt for a while. Zhao Zhan, you should go and cook first. When we’re done here, we’ll go back to town. By then, this hand should have recovered.”
Seeing that Zhao Zhan was about to carry her, Yue Jiaojiao glared at him. “Stop being so stubborn.”
Zhao Zhan didn’t dare to move. He had to let go and continue what he had just finished.
He was absent-minded when he was cooking this meal. From time to time, he would observe Yue Jiaojiao to see if she showed any signs of pain. The food he made was not up to standard because he had been a little distracted.