I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

The wound on Xie Yuhua's neck was bloody, and Cheng Yu felt a little sorry for her, but his backpack was long gone, so even basic disinfection couldn't help Xie Yuhua.

Despite being the culprit who bit someone, Ling Xiao acted more aggrieved than anyone else, his big eyes brimming with tears streaming down his face.

Despite the pain, Jieyuhua listened to the child's fear and distress. She covered the wound with one hand to prevent frightening the child, and stroked Lingxiao's forehead with the other, saying in an extremely gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Tell your brother Xiaohua what happened, okay?"

Ling Xiao pushed him away and got up to hide behind Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu immediately shielded Ling Xiao behind her, just like a mother hen protecting her chicks, thus forming an opposition to Xie Yuhua.

"Oh dear! Master Hua, you've frightened the young master like this. Come, let the blind man bandage Master Hua first." As he spoke, the blind man took off his cotton-padded coat and tore off a strip of cloth from his vest.

Jieyuhua took two steps back. Heixiazi noticed the look of disgust on his face and advised, "Do you have any better ideas?"

At this point, don't worry about it; let's stop the bleeding first.

Jieyuhua looked at Lingxiao, who was biting his lip so hard that his originally pink lips turned pale from the force, and even a trace of blood was visible. It was clear that the owner of the lips was extremely nervous and anxious.

“Using your rag would probably only make things worse,” Jieyuhua said.

Ling Xiao stood behind Cheng Yu, secretly observing the group. From their conversations, he learned that Cheng Yu had lost his memory. This guy, whose name was something like "flower," seemed quite powerful, and their relationship didn't seem very good. The man in front of him seemed to be avenging him, but he seemed to have softened his heart when Cheng Yu bit him. And then there was the man in sunglasses, with his muscular build, whose fighting skills were probably not low, but he had been making excuses since he appeared. He didn't stop Cheng Yu from biting that "flower," but now he was offering to bandage Cheng Yu's wounds.

This girl in the pink dress, what's her name? She seems to have done something to offend me. Starting with her in the pink dress is definitely the right approach. The guy in front of her must have had a good relationship with her before; she can be used too. And that guy in sunglasses, I wonder which side he's on. As for the kid? What can a kid do?

Ling Xiao tugged at Cheng Yu's sleeve, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, and then said in a low voice with a guilty look, "Can you help me?"

"Sir!" Cheng Yu was overjoyed. The master had finally spoken and acknowledged him. He had completely forgotten what the master had said earlier.

"I...I don't think my clothes are very dirty. I bit him, so I...I have to apologize." Ling Xiao stammered, his face turning red.

Cheng Yu understood what he meant. Ling Xiao's clothes under his cotton-padded jacket were white and not dirty. Moreover, he didn't sweat much, so they were indeed good materials for bandaging.

"I can't tear it..." Ling Xiao was extremely aggrieved. His big, round eyes were wet with tears, like a bullied puppy looking pitifully at Cheng Yu.

It was as if Cheng Yu had rejected him, leaving him homeless. Although Cheng Yu didn't know the connection between being unable to tear clothes and being homeless, he just couldn't refuse the man and unconsciously tore open his clothes.

"What are you doing!" Xie Yuhua saw what the two were doing and, disregarding her own injury, went up and kicked Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu was caught off guard and kicked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Ling Xiao stood there, holding the strip of cloth in her hand. Her clothes had been torn in half, revealing her slender waist. Her lips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head, tears falling in large drops to the ground.

"I...I'm sorry, please don't hit me, I didn't...I didn't mean to." Ling Xiao tremblingly handed the strip of cloth to Jie Yuhua. Seeing that she didn't take it, he wiped away his tears with his other hand, as if trying to understand why the person in front of him hadn't accepted it.