Chapter 1655: We Are Friends

The person on the other end of the phone was none other than Liu Xin'ai.

Hearing Jiang Motian's voice, Liu Xin'ai couldn't help but reveal a smile and asked, "Is this about your mother's birthday?"

"It's not that, it's my friend. He has an unhealed injury and doesn't dare go to the Hospital, so I was hoping you could come over and help treat the wound."

Liu Xin'ai fell silent after hearing this.

Her silence was something Jiang Motian hadn't expected; she had assumed Aunt Xin'ai would agree readily.

So, this current quiet...

Was the signal bad?

Jiang Motian prepared to ask.

But Liu Xin'ai spoke first: "This friend of yours, is it the person you mentioned last time?"

"Ah, mentioned last time?"

"It was that time you asked me if someone could treat their own wounds."

"This... I..."

Jiang Motian truly hadn't expected that Aunt Xin'ai would still remember an unintentional chat, and even deduce the correct person!

So now, should she admit it?

Jiang Motian's heart panicked.

But she quickly calmed down and let out an "mm."

Jiang Motian felt that since she wanted to ask for the other party's help, she shouldn't think up so many reasons and excuses; she should be more sincere.

If Aunt Xin'ai refused to help because of this, Jiang Motian wouldn't hold a grudge.

At worst... she would just lobby a few more times and act spoiled.

In any case, it would definitely succeed.

But Liu Xin'ai did not give Jiang Motian that opportunity.

She sighed and said quite readily, "Give me the address, I'll come over and take a look for you both."

"Thank you, Aunt Xin'ai! Then... come to my Art Studio, I'll send you a location pin!"

Jiang Motian hung up the phone and operated her mobile.

Once she had sent the address, she looked up with a smile and said to Xie Wanyi, "Alright, Auntie will be here in a little while!"

Jiang Motian's smile came from the heart.

Xie Wanyi could feel it.

Such sincerity made his voice soften unconsciously: "You've helped me so much, I really don't know how to repay you."

"We're friends, why talk about repayment!"

Jiang Motian said this quite readily, only to find Xie Wanyi staring at her in silence.

This made Jiang Motian slightly retract her smile and ask, "What, did I say something wrong?"

"No, I just feel that someone like me doesn't deserve friends."

"Nonsense, what's wrong with you? You're very outstanding! Although I don't know your past, I know you're a good person!"

Jiang Motian's attitude was super serious.

And a little bit fierce.

It was as if she would raise her little fist at anyone who dared to disagree.

Xie Wanyi looked at Jiang Motian like this and felt very warm inside.

But the next instant, he felt very uncomfortable again.

If one day, Jiang Motian found out about his identity and the things he had done... she probably wouldn't think that way anymore.

And such a day was not far off...

So before that, call him greedy or call him thick-skinned, he just wanted to enjoy Jiang Motian's label of "good person" with peace of mind.

Thinking this, Xie Wanyi returned a smile to Jiang Motian.

Jiang Motian, however, was stunned.

Because... with this smile, Xie Wanyi seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light.

Clearly he was still himself, yet it made Jiang Motian... afraid to look directly at him.

Jiang Motian hurriedly withdrew her gaze, then feigned calmness as she led Xie Wanyi back to the Art Studio.

They and Liu Xin'ai appeared at the Art Studio at about the same time.

Liu Xin'ai's smile was amiable.

But when she sized up Xie Wanyi, there was a bit more scrutiny in her eyes.

Xie Wanyi's expression was as usual, his attitude humble; even with Liu Xin'ai's piercing gaze, she couldn't pick out a single fault.

But wasn't such perfection a fault in itself?

Liu Xin'ai hid her thoughts and had Xie Wanyi sit down so she could perform an examination.

From the outside, one couldn't tell that Xie Wanyi was injured.

But when he took off his black shirt...

Jiang Motian immediately gasped!

The gauze was soaked red with blood!

Liu Xin'ai deftly cut open the gauze, revealing the ghastly sight underneath.

Seeing this, Jiang Motian gasped again!

It, it was all mangled flesh and blood!

The successive gasps made Liu Xin'ai helplessly remind her: "If you keep gasping like that, it's very easy to get oxygen-deprived and faint."

"Th-then, I will control it."

Jiang Motian was truly controlling it; she tried her best to make her breathing even and long.

Moreover, both exhaling and inhaling were controlled within three seconds.

Seeing her earnest yet silly appearance, Liu Xin'ai could not help but shake her head.

Afterward, she turned her attention to Xie Wanyi and asked, "Young man, are you afraid of pain?"

"I am not."

"Then bear with it for a moment; I will help you."

Liu Xin'ai first administered anesthesia to Xie Wanyi, then took out a small silver knife to begin cutting away the necrotic flesh.

That bloody scene left Jiang Motian dumbfounded!

The next instant...

She turned her head away, feeling like she was going to vomit!

Liu Xin'ai knew this girl could not quite handle it, so she advised, "Why don't you go to the room next door first?"

"No need, I am fine."

Jiang Motian's little face was deathly pale, yet she was still pretending to be calm.

It made one feel very heartbroken to see her.

Xie Wanyi could not bear to see her suffer, so he said, "I would like to ask you to go out, because I am about to cry from the pain."

Liu Xin'ai felt this reason was not convincing.

After all, she had already administered anesthesia.

If it truly hurt, she could just give him another injection.

But Jiang Motian was so restless that she did not even consider the logical inconsistency behind those words.

She only thought that her presence was making Xie Wanyi feel embarrassed to shed tears.

Xie Wanyi was already miserable enough; how could Jiang Motian have the heart to let him pretend to be strong?

Immediately, she stood up and prepared to leave.

However, before leaving, she turned back and thoughtfully urged, "If it hurts, it is okay to shout it out; I will cover my ears."

After speaking, Jiang Motian walked quickly to the next room.

The air in the next room was no longer mixed with the smell of blood.

But Jiang Motian did not relax; her thoughts were all pinned on that man.

And the man she was thinking of was currently sitting there with an expressionless face.

Liu Xin'ai's movements were fast and efficient.

Even as blood dripped from her medical gloves onto the floor, she did not change her expression.

She even chatted with Xie Wanyi as if nothing were wrong: "You treated this wound yourself, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you go to the Hospital?"

"I have a psychological trauma."

"Is it a trauma, or is it inconvenient?"

Xie Wanyi did not speak.

He knew that his clumsy excuse could fool Jiang Motian, but it might not fool an experienced elder.

And his silence let Liu Xin'ai know something.

She curled her lips and continued, "When Tiantian asked me back then if a person could treat their own wounds, I thought the question was bizarre, but now it seems there really are people in this world who dare to be so ruthless to themselves."

Xie Wanyi tilted his head slightly and said concisely, "It was just to survive."

"Survive? But your treatment method was clearly a death sentence."

Xie Wanyi also knew that his wound had some issues.

Jiang Baobao's expression turned somewhat ugly in an instant; she hadn't expected Li Beijue to be so blunt.