"My goodness! Young lord, your hands are bleeding!" The maid exclaimed after noticing Hai Xuang's hands. She hurriedly took out bandages and recovery salve. "Come, let me patch them up."
"It's fine. No need to worry about it," Hai Xuang said.
"I can't do that. Now, give me those hands!" The maid demanded.
Hai Xuang wanted to argue, but decided it was easier to just comply. He placed his bloodied hands on the table for the maid to examine.
"They are only flesh wounds, but it is still not good to leave them bleeding like this." The maid used clean water to wash the blood before rubbing the salve. She then wrapped the wounds using the bandage.
While wrapping the bandage, she asked, "I can see these are self-inflicted. Care to tell me what ailed Young Lord to do such a thing?"
"I would rather not," Hai Xuang answered.
