One night, without wind or waves.
As dawn was about to break, Chu Qianli had finally finished treating Qin Xiao's wounds.
When she looked up, she saw Qin Xiao's eyes, dull and lifeless.
She said indifferently, "Without proper equipment and environment here, I can't perform bone-setting surgery for you yet. I can only help you heal your flesh wounds for now."
"Once we return to the Imperial City and I have everything prepared, I will set your bones. You'll recover, don't worry."
No words are more comforting to a patient than the reassurance of a doctor.
Although Qin Xiao did not understand that bone-setting surgery at all.
But he clearly heard her saying: It will be fine!
"Sleep now," Chu Qianli said softly.
Her voice seemed to have a sort of magic.
Enduring through the night, Qin Xiao finally drifted off into a groggy sleep.
Not until then did Chu Qianli leave his side and stand up, only to see Han Zhan staring at her with a complex expression.