"Senior, I'm here to save you."
Hearing this, Charles completely collapsed on the ground. He did not even want to move a finger. Even the headache that was driving him crazy for days seemed to have disappeared. Reaching out, he wiped his tears and snot. "Yezi, you're so slow."
"I'm already fast enough." Ye Qingxuan got off the carriage and helped Charles into a seat carefully. "I rushed over as soon as I woke up. You don't even thank me and just start complaining."
"Don't mind all that. I'm so handsome. It's worth it to save me." Charles patted his shoulder weakly. Warm blood stained the shoulder. He studied Ye Qingxuan's uniform with affection. "Nice clothes. Get me one someday and we can go act cool on the streets."
"Sure." Ye Qingxuan took off his jacket and put it on Charles. "We'll go out as soon as you're healed. We'll go wherever we want. With me here, no one will stop you."