"Yicheng."
Du Chang heard the commotion and thought something had happened to Pei Yicheng. When he saw a girl suddenly appear in the courtyard—an injured girl at that—Du Chang raised his eyebrows, his gaze landing on the blood dripping from her arm. He said, "Little girl, you're hurt. Come here, let me bandage your wound."
In no time, Du Chang went inside. When he came out again, he held a wooden tray in his hands, with disinfectant and gauze on it.
Xu Nianhua held her arm, looking a bit surprised. Du Chang had brought these things so quickly.
"My surname is Du, I'm a doctor," Du Chang seemed to understand Xu Nianhua's surprise and said, "Let me take care of your wound."
Xu Nianhua hesitated. This little cut—she could just fix it up herself when she got home.
Du Chang added, "I won't charge you."
