She just heard him outside the room asking Geng Yi to tidy up the remaining two rooms.
So she guessed that someone must have come.
Si Nan's hand paused for a moment, then continued, "Mm."
"Who is it?"
Tang Yige frowned, her hoarse voice carrying a hint of urgency.
Si Nan's handsome face tensed slightly, and he removed the medical gauze from her eyes, observing her eyelashes clumped together from the blood, pressing his thin lips into a flat line.
Throwing the gauze in the trash, Si Nan walked into the bathroom again.
When he came out, he was holding a steaming basin of water, with a clean white towel hanging off its edge.
Tang Yige's ears twitched as she heard him come in, asking again, "Who has come?"
Si Nan placed the basin on the long table, tossed the towel into the warm water, soaked it, wrung it out, then shook it open and stood in front of Yige, wiping the blood from her lashes and around her eyes, "It's not Lei Yicheng."
Tang Yige, "..."
