Qing Yi could only turn around and go back.
"Let's go back, and I'll take her pulse for her. She should be fine now," the drunkard said.
After returning to Wu Garden, the drunkard took Wen Xiao'ai's pulse and examined her, confirming firmly that she was indeed alright now.
Jun Moyan then carried Wen Xiao'ai upstairs without worry.
In the gap while Jun Moyan was finding pajamas for her, Wen Xiao'ai glanced towards the balcony and noticed that the barrier she had set up before had been slightly disturbed.
So someone had come by during the time the drunkard was healing her?
Who exactly had saved her?
Wen Xiao'ai was full of questions.
"Go change into these clothes."
Wen Xiao'ai looked at the pajamas he was holding, took them from his hands, and directly ripped off the thin blanket wrapped around her, then began to remove the towel she was wrapped in right in front of Jun Moyan.
Jun Moyan hurriedly turned his back, his ears slightly warming up.
