Qiao Yiyi opened up the first-aid kit and took off her top. She walked to the mirror in the bathroom and took a look at the wound.
As expected, the wound had started to fester. It was necessary to disinfect and sew it up again.
She stood in front of the mirror and thought about it again. Eventually, she gritted her teeth and picked up the antiseptic solution.
Lu Nanze had everything here except anesthesia, hence she had to bear with the pain.
When the antiseptic came into contact with her wound, the pain was searing and unbearable. She broke out in a cold sweat and turned as pale as a sheet.
She picked up a towel and bit hard on it, bearing the immense pain as she tore open the wound with a trembling hand.
She disinfected it, sewed it up and covered it with a medicated ointment.
After doing all of these things, Qiao Yiyi didn’t have much strength left and felt as though her legs were about to give way.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her vision darkening and her head spinning.
She stood up and thought about resting on Lu Nanze’s sofa, however after taking two steps, a dark curtain fell over her. As she passed out, she fell on the carpet beneath her feet.
She was unconscious for an unknown period of time and, eventually, there was the sound of keys opening the door. The door swung open and Lu Nanze strode in.
With his head lowered, he walked in and all of a sudden looked at the sofa as he seemingly noticed something.
The first-aid kit had been moved.
He frowned and looked around.
Traceless’ operations had always been perfect. The last time he had observed her, she had covered her tracks immaculately. But today, why had the room been left considerably messy?
As this thought came to him, he took a few steps forward. Then he looked down again as though he had realized something. At once, he saw that a half-naked woman had fallen unconscious on the floor.
The wound on her shoulder had been freshly re-stitched. The stitch line was crooked, as though she had done the stitching herself?
Lu Nanze’s pupils shrank back at this thought.
He looked at the unconscious woman with amazement.
Traceless’ wound had to be managed for sure. He had taken her to the villa precisely because he had a first-aid kit here.
There were no other places that she could go to in Suzhou, so the only place where she could continue to tend to her wound was his villa.
Hence the moment he heard that Qiao Yiyi had gone out, he had driven over here.
He had thought that he could intercept Traceless and help her dress her wound, but he hadn’t thought that she would have done all that by herself.
It looked like she had also stitched herself.
The man was stunned.
He stared at the figure on the floor. It was obvious she had passed out from the blood loss.
For the first time, he was full of admiration for this woman.
He took a few steps forward until he was next to her. He bent down to lift the woman with both his arms.
She was very light.
But today, he did this more gently than the night before.
He carried Traceless to the bedroom and lightly placed her on the bed. Then he covered her with a blanket. After this, he stepped back and looked at the woman.
Who would have thought that a tiny woman with such a frail figure would do something as crazy as stitching herself up?!
At this thought, he sat down on the sofa in the bedroom and quietly watched the woman on the bed. His gaze fell on the mask on her face.
He wondered what sort of face that mask was hiding beneath.
