Second floor of the villa.
Sun Zhe hurriedly carried the long-dress girl into the bathroom, carefully placing her in the bathtub.
It was unclear where exactly she was injured, but the blood flowed endlessly like spring water, covering the floor.
Moreover, the blood emitted a delightful sweet scent, making one want to taste it, and shortly after landing, it would turn a faint golden color.
"Alas!"
Standing by the bathtub, Sun Zhe sighed deeply as he looked at her, feeling overwhelmed.
"Whether or not you're the one I met in Dragon Prison Abyss, you've encountered a good person in me now, so consider yourself lucky."
"At times like this, stop being narcissistic and hurry up treating her wounds."
At that moment, Zhu Yan walked in with a medical box, casting a disapproving glance at Sun Zhe.
Moments later.
Once everything was prepared, Sun Zhe began to remove the silver dress from the girl.
