"How do you feel?" Hua Ci stepped to Lu Ye's bedside and stood still, bringing with her a body fragrance that was refreshing to the soul.
Lu Ye replied, "Much better."
"Let me take a look." Hua Ci shifted her plump hips and sat by Lu Ye's bed, lifting his sleeve to examine the injury on his arm, then raised her hand to open his shirt and check his chest, nodding as she said, "Not bad."
As she spoke, she took some items from her storage sack and placed them beside the bed, instructing Lu Ye, "Take off your upper garment."
Lu Ye's upper garment was already torn and stained with blood, and he had not had time to change due to focusing on recovery; hearing the instruction, he obediently removed his upper garment.
While fiddling with the items she had taken out, Hua Ci said, "The burns on your arms and chest are severe, making it inconvenient to bandage, so we'll use medicine for a few days first."
"Mmm," Lu Ye hummed in response.
"Stretch out your hands," said Hua Ci.