Looking at Lu Xiao, as if seeking his approval, he asked in a low voice, "Should I go check on her?"
Lu Xiao’s hand was still holding hers, having just checked her for injuries.
At the moment, he remained silent for an unknown length of time. As he noticed Wen Xian frequently glancing back, he slowly loosened his grip and said indifferently, "Do what you think is right."
That woman had just helped her and got hurt in the process.
He understood Wen Xian, she never liked to owe anyone, even if that person had ulterior motives.
If he didn’t let her go, she would always worry about it and feel as though she owed her a favor.
Wen Xian knew what Lu Xiao was worried about. She gently patted his shoulder and said softly, "Don’t worry."
Then, she glanced at a seal mother preparing for birth, turned around, and walked toward Ruan Yiyi.
It was her carelessness, her lack of attention.
Although she had suspected that Ruan Yiyi’s appearance here was not that simple, she hadn’t expected her to instinctively save her at a dangerous moment, even at the cost of getting hurt herself.
Logically, this simply.... didn’t seem like something a love rival would do.
A real rival would wish for nothing but the worst for her.
Although Lu Xiao agreed to let her go, he still kept a vigilant eye on them.
Ruan Yiyi was sitting in the boat, taking out a medical kit, preparing to disinfect herself.
Fortunately, the seal had bitten the back of her hand, scraped it, breaking the skin, and took a piece of flesh, but if it had been her fingers, she would have lost them.
Her hand was injured, making it very inconvenient to use only the other hand. Just as she clumsily tried to open the bottle of disinfectant, a hand suddenly snatched it from her.
Wen Xian blurted out unkindly.
Honestly, she didn’t want her to help herself; what was she thinking? She considered her a love rival after all.
Yet Ruan Yiyi sat there, looking at her silhouette, and smiled faintly, "I’m glad you’re okay."
"Save it! Maybe you’re just playing the good person in front of Lu Xiao, trying to make him see you as kind-hearted and me as reckless."
As Wen Xian spoke, she even snorted lightly, then sat down next to her, holding a cotton ball dabbed with disinfectant between her fingers and stretching it toward her.
She had no words to reply.
Wen Xian’s words were fierce, but her actions were still quite gentle.
After all, seeing the small piece of flesh missing from the back of her hand and the blood flowing down made her breath catch.
Deep down, it was very uncomfortable.
She felt that it would have been better for her to be injured rather than letting her get hurt.
Wen Xian held her finger, Ruan Yiyi’s finger was also very slender and pretty.
Ruan Yiyi looked at this scene, a slight depth appearing in her eyes.
She suddenly felt that getting hurt was worth it.
But compared to this, what mattered more to her were Wen Xian’s thoughts at the moment.
Because she noticed Wen Xian’s expression was somewhat tense.
She couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Wen Xian lightly pursed her lips and did not speak for a moment.
She continued applying the disinfectant, pressing slightly harder when she reached the wounded area.
Ruan Yiyi involuntarily let out a grunt and frowned slightly.
"Feeling pain now? Honestly, it’s exasperating; I can’t fathom what you were thinking, playing the hero for no reason."
Wen Xian uttered coldly.
Ruan Yiyi fixed her gaze on Wen Xian’s eyes and said slowly:
"I wasn’t thinking anything, I just didn’t want to see you get hurt."