Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Lin Liwen was stunned, and then her face showed even deeper anxiety and confusion.

"What first-aid kit? You're in this state, what do you need a first-aid kit for? We need to go to the hospital right away and get you checked out."

She thought Su Wuli was putting on a brave face, or that she was confused from being frightened.

"No..." Su Wuli shook her head, "I'm fine...it really isn't my blood, give me the first-aid kit..."

She tried to push Lin Liwen's hand away, wanting to go out and get it herself.

But as soon as my foot touched the floor, my leg went weak and I almost fell.

Lin Liwen quickly helped her up, and seeing the stubborn yet dazed expression on her pale face, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Outside the door, Su Yuan was still asking worriedly.

Finally, Lin Liwen gritted her teeth and sighed heavily.

"Okay, I'll go get it. You...you don't move yet."

After saying that, he released Su Wuli's hand and quickly walked to the door.

She slipped out through the crack in the door.

Su Wuli then casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on.

Lin Liwen returned quickly, carrying a small first-aid kit.

She locked the door again, placed the first-aid kit beside the bed, and frowned.

Confused, he asked, "What do you need this for?"

Su Wuli didn't explain. She took the first-aid kit in her hands, hugged it to her chest, and then lay back down on the bed.

She turned to her side and hastily covered herself with the blood-stained blanket.

Lin Liwen stood by the bed, watching her series of inexplicable actions, and her unease grew stronger.

She walked to the other side of the bed and leaned over to look at Su Wuli's tightly closed eyes and trembling eyelashes.

He softened his voice, his worry barely concealed.

"Wu Li, what happened to you? First, clean up the blood on your body, okay? It looks scary, then we can talk properly."

Su Wuli didn't move or open her eyes.

The sticky bloodstains on my body were really uncomfortable, and the smell of blood kept wafting into my nose.

But at that moment, she only had one thought in her mind: to bring this into the conversation.

He lost so much blood, and the wound was so badly opened; simply wrapping it with a cloth won't work, it will get infected...

She tried to fall asleep and return to that dream.

However, despite being extremely exhausted, my nerves were unable to relax at all.

Anxiety gnawed at her like tiny insects.

The more she tried to sleep, the more awake she became.

She was so alert that she could even hear Lin Liwen breathing.

You could sense that Lin Liwen had been standing by the bed for a long time before turning around and walking into the bathroom, where you could hear the sound of running water.

Then a warm towel was placed next to her arm.

Lin Liwen's voice rang out, "At least wipe the blood off your face and hands. You look...it's painful to look at."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at Lin Liwen, who was standing by the bed with a worried expression, she felt a pang of guilt.

He propped himself up, took the towel, and wiped the half-dried blood from his arms and cheeks.

The towel quickly turned a light red color.

Aunt Lin, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but speak up, "It can't be wiped clean."

She looked at the red-stained towel, sighed, and lowered her voice even further.

"Go take a shower, you'll feel better. Staying sticky like this isn't a good solution."

Su Wuli didn't say anything, but slowly stopped wiping.

He looked down at the faint red stains on his arm, then looked up at her.

Lin Liwen's eyes were filled with worry.

Finally, Su Wuli nodded, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.

Her legs were still weak, so she stood for a while, holding onto the edge of the bed, before walking barefoot to the bathroom.

Close the door and lock it.

The bathroom was quiet. She turned on the hot water tap.

Soon, warm steam spread out, and a layer of white mist covered the mirror.

I took off my pajamas and threw them into the laundry basket in the corner.

The hot water from the showerhead washed over my skin.

The dark red bloodstains were diluted by the hot water, turning into pale pink water that flowed down her body and into the drain.

She looked down, somewhat dazed, and began applying shower gel to her body, rubbing it in.

She didn't turn off the water until most of the obvious bloodstains had been washed away, and then she pulled a bath towel over herself.

I walked to the sink and wiped the condensation off the mirror.

The figure in the mirror became clear.

There were several dark red marks on the side of his neck, near his collarbone, left by his sucking and biting.

Finger marks were visible on her chest and waist, standing out against her fair skin.

In the end, I still couldn't fall asleep.

……

During the day, while filming, Su Wuli was constantly distracted, mispronouncing her lines several times and being a beat slow in her movements.

Finally, we finished work.

After quickly washing up back at the hotel, I lay down on the bed with the first-aid kit in my arms.

The feeling of weightlessness arrived as expected.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing in the center of the study.

She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yu Chen was not behind the desk.

Su Wuli looked around before finally spotting him on the soft couch against the wall.

The man was leaning back, wearing an outer robe, with his left arm exposed.

The cloth she had hastily wrapped around herself last night was still there, but it was now mostly soaked in blood.

It was hanging loosely on his arm, and it was obvious that it hadn't been re-treated at all.

His eyes were closed and his head was tilted to the side; his face was so white it was almost translucent in the moonlight.

His lips were chapped, and his hair was soaked with cold sweat, with a few strands clinging to his temples.

His breathing was deep, but his chest did not rise and fall much.

Su Wuli's heart tightened, and she immediately grabbed the first-aid kit and went over.

She squatted down beside the soft couch, wanting to check the temperature of his forehead first.

However, the moment his fingertips touched his burning skin, Yu Chen's eyes snapped open.

A sharp, cold glint flashed, like a startled wild beast.

Before Su Wuli could react, a large hand reached directly towards her throat.

She was so frightened that she shrank back and fell to the ground.

The man's hand stopped half an inch in front of her neck.

He squinted, his pupils contracting slightly in the dim light, as if only then could he truly see that it was her.

The movement froze in mid-air, then slowly descended.

He stared at her, his chest heaving noticeably, his voice hoarse.

"...It's you."

Su Wuli was still in shock and sat on the ground without moving.

Yu Chen looked at her silently for a few seconds, then looked away and lowered his voice.

"Next time... speak up first."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli snapped out of her daze and stood up, supporting herself on the ground.

She squatted back down beside the soft couch and opened the medicine box she had brought.

Yu Chen's gaze fell on those unfamiliar things, but he remained silent.

Su Wuli took out iodine swabs, gauze, scissors, and medicine.

She reached out and carefully untied the tattered cloth from his arm.

The cloth stuck to the wound, and when it was torn off, it brought up some scabs and secretions.

Yu Chen's body tensed instantly, and a very low groan escaped from his throat.

The wound is exposed and looks worse than it did last night.

It was severely swollen and red, with some whitening at the edges, and a pale yellow liquid oozing from the deepest part in the center.

Looking at the hideous wound, Su Wuli suddenly felt a pang of sadness, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

She quickly bent down and dipped a cotton swab in iodine.

"...Why are you crying?" Yu Chen's voice came from above, a little hoarse. "Did I scare you just now?"