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Baili Xia nodded.

When she was on the mountain, she was so tense that she didn’t feel it much.

Later, when she followed Bei Tianyou’s people back, the wound started to hurt more and more, and now she really wanted to apply some medicine quickly.

Nangong Xu returned to his room to get the medical kit and came over quickly.

He prepared gauze, antiseptic, hemostatic medication, tweezers, and more, then picked up scissors to cut open Baili Xia’s sleeve.

“Master, you…”

Although the clothes were already torn and unwearable, letting him cut it open now felt a bit strange.

“Shy? If not cut open, how will you change out of it later?” Nangong Xu said indifferently.

As I’ve said before, in a doctor’s eyes, there’s no gender distinction, only patients.

Has this girl forgotten?

In life-and-death moments, if necessary, one might even have to strip off all clothing, let alone just a mere top.

Baili Xia thought about it and agreed.

If she didn’t cut the sleeve, she wouldn’t be able to take off this torn shirt after bandaging.

Seeing her nod, Nangong Xu carefully stepped forward to cut.

Beside them, Mu Xiaoyao was constantly watching Nangong Xu’s actions, not looking away for even a moment.

Suddenly remembering something, he stood up, found the remote control, and turned on the air conditioner.

After setting it to warm mode, Mu Xiaoyao returned to sit beside Baili Xia again.

By this time, it was already quite chilly, and once Baili Xia’s sleeve was cut off, she would inevitably feel cold.

Nangong Xu carefully cut the fabric around the wound.

The wound had started to scab, and a lot of the fabric was stuck in the blood scabs.

Without careful attention, it could be very painful to pull.

Once he had cut all the fabric around the wound, Nangong Xu sped up his actions and quickly removed the entire sleeve.

“Alright, now to remove the fabric fragments. It might hurt a bit, bear with it.”

Seeing Baili Xia nod in response, Nangong Xu picked up the tweezers, clamped a large cotton ball, soaked it in antiseptic, and gently wiped the wound.

The antiseptic on the cotton ball soon overflowed, wetting part of the wound.

The antiseptic seeped through the blood scabs, reaching the flesh of the wound, and Baili Xia immediately frowned in pain.

But this was just the beginning.

Nangong Xu used his other hand to pick up another pair of tweezers and started to extract the tiny fabric strands from the moist wound, one by one.

Most of the fabric strands came out easily, but some, pressed deeper, required more force to extract.

During such moments, Baili Xia grimaced in pain, completely losing her composure.

“It hurts, it hurts, Master…” It hurt so much that tears welled up in her eyes.

No matter, in front of Brother and Master, there was no need to maintain any image of an innocent girl.

Mu Xiaoyao reached out and held Baili Xia’s left hand tightly, afraid she might move and get pricked by the tweezers.

“We’ve received the test results.”

Seeing her still moving her left hand, Mu Xiaoyao tried to divert her attention.

Sure enough, Baili Xia paused, momentarily forgetting the movement of her hand.

She turned her head to look at Mu Xiaoyao beside her, waiting for him to continue.

“Bei Kuangri is not your father, this can be confirmed,” Mu Xiaoyao said calmly.

Baili Xia’s heart tightened; this was something she had always believed, and now it was confirmed.

“Then it seems, my mother really is Bei Qingyou.”

Mu Xiaoyao nodded, “It shouldn’t be wrong.”

Pausing, he then asked, “Why did Bei Tianyou suddenly take you to Hongxia Mountain?”

Baili Xia blinked, a bit sheepish: “Brother You took me to see the Snowfield Rosy Clouds, that flower I brought back from Youyang Pavilion earlier.”

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