Lin Ye can feel Wenting looking at himself. Facing Wenting's gaze, he suddenly feels afraid to face it. Wenting's hand is very soft, as if it were boneless. Lin Ye has been dealing with the wound for nearly half an hour.

"well, the wound is not very deep. Don't touch water these days, it will heal soon." Lin Ye raised his head and smiled. Wenting stared at him as expected. Seeing Lin Ye raise his head, he quickly regained his mind. "So, what did you say just now?"

"I said, don't touch your hands with water, they will heal soon." Lin Ye repeated.

"I'm afraid I can't do without water....