After Zhang Le Xuan turned around, Xu Tianchen saw a wound. It was clearly caused when she had been fleeing, sliced by the wind blades of a Gale Dragon Wolf. Even the fair, tender skin around it had taken on a dark reddish hue.
Xu Tianchen carefully cut away the clothing below Zhang Le Xuan's waist along the wound, bit by bit. His movements were exceptionally gentle.
"This may hurt a little. Bear with it."
After hearing that, Zhang Le Xuan gave a soft hum. Fortunately, she had her back to Xu Tianchen, so he could not see her. Otherwise, he would have noticed that her face was already flushed red.
Xu Tianchen first cleaned away the blood around the wound. Then he took out some liquor he had specifically prepared from his Soul Tool and used it to wash the injury.
He knew it would be extremely painful. A wound like this was best treated with iodine, but Douluo Continent did not even have alcohol, much less iodine.
After finishing those steps, Xu Tianchen picked up the medicinal powder and gently sprinkled it over the wound. Then he took the ointment beside it, dabbed some onto his freshly washed fingers, and applied it to the injury.
The instant his fingers touched Zhang Le Xuan's skin, her body trembled sharply. Her already crimson face grew even redder, the flush spreading from her neck all the way to her earlobes.
This was the first time a man other than a relative had seen and touched her skin like this.
Her heart brimmed with a young woman's bashful embarrassment.
But Xu Tianchen did not see any of it. He was still carefully applying the ointment to her wound.
Once that was done, he wrapped a layer of clean gauze around it.
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