Lou Xi was a little anxious. If these people were indeed sent by Xi Siwei, the consequences would be unimaginable.
When she wanted to chase after them, she suddenly noticed blood on Ji Nanming's arm.
Earlier, during the fight, one of the beer belly's men smashed a chair onto Ji Nanming. He blocked it with his arm. It might not have felt much at the time, but now it was apparent that a lot of blood was flowing.
"Your arm is bleeding!" Lou Xi gave up the idea of chasing outside, and instead quickly grabbed a few tissues from the coffee table, lifted Ji Nanming's arm, and pressed them onto his wound to stop the bleeding.
Ji Nanming watched as Lou Xi lifted his arm, watched her press the tissues onto his wound, watched her slightly nervous demeanor.
Suddenly, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, as if the wound on his arm didn't hurt at all.
It was that time, in the room, the girl crouched by the bed, bandaging his wound.
