"It's alright if you woke me. I can go back to sleep later," Zhi Wan said. Remembering something, she quickly set aside the clothes in her hands and lowered her head to carefully unwrap the gauze on his arm. "Let me see if the wound is any better. I need to reapply some medicine in a bit."
Lu Zhan had planned to get dressed and leave immediately, but upon hearing her, he didn't refuse.
He leaned against the bedpost, letting her fuss over him.
After unwrapping the gauze, Zhi Wan saw that his injury seemed to have improved a bit. The tension on her small face finally eased. "It looks a little better."
"Mm," Lu Zhan nodded. "So you can stop worrying."
Zhi Wan got out of bed, fetched the medicinal ointment from the table, scooped some out with a clean bamboo sliver, and gently applied it to his arm. "Even though it looks like it's getting better, you still need to be careful for the next few days, cousin."
