Shi Jingzhou placed Qiao Zhiyi on the couch, with Qin Mengsha following behind.
She hadn't expected Shi Jingzhou to be with Qiao Zhiyi again.
Seeing Qiao Zhiyi looking as if she was about to shatter, she couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you, Zhiyi? How did you get hurt?"
"Do you need something?" Shi Jingzhou asked Qin Mengsha.
Stunned, Qin Mengsha shook her head, "I just came to bring you roasted duck, nothing else."
"You should go back first."
"This..." Qin Mengsha glanced at Qiao Zhiyi, who had her eyes closed, and asked softly, "She seems to be hurt. Should I stay and help take care of her?"
"No need."
"You two are already divorced. It's not proper for a man to take care of her," Qin Mengsha said quietly. "You're a man and might think it's nothing, but Zhiyi is a woman, and she will need to marry someone in the future. Let me do it."
Qin Mengsha pulled Shi Jingzhou up, "You go eat the roasted duck, and I'll help her clean the wound."