Lily, who was dragged up by Xia Lin, watched as Xia Lin skillfully applied medicine to her wound. She didn't know why she was so worried about a small cut, but watching this particularly skilled action, Lily suddenly remembered Di Mo's clumsy hands, rough yet awkwardly applying medicine to her before. She couldn't help but smile faintly at the thought, finding it both ridiculous and natural.
As Xia Lin tended to Lily's wound, she chattered incessantly, "This time, you can't just leave on your own. You made me worry so much, I missed you. Now that we finally meet again, you have to stay with us for a few more days, and give me your contact information. I was so anxious not being able to find you. Give me your contact information quickly." Xia Lin stared at Lily with a displeased look as she spoke.
Lily raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "I don't use a phone, and I came here for a reason. I can't stay too long. I'll leave soon."