Tang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "Those close to me call me Zhaozhao. Why don't you call me that as well? Always referring to me as 'young lady' feels a bit distant."
Chu Mu replied, "Thank you, Zhaozhao."
Tang Zhaozhao was pleased. No matter what, being thanked by such a handsome man was a delightful thing.
During Tang Zhaozhao's treatment, Chu Mu did not make a sound.
Of course, she was very careful when applying the medicine. Seeing such severe injuries, her actions were extremely gentle.
"How is it? Does it hurt?"
Chu Mu nodded expressionlessly, "Yes."
Tang Zhaozhao, ever since she was a child, even during her martial arts training, had never experienced such pain.
This was because of the care and love from her brothers and parents.
She sighed, "I wonder if your parents would be heartbroken if they saw your injuries."
Chu Mu's tone, which had softened, suddenly turned a bit cold.
"They're already dead."
Tang Zhaozhao said, "I'm sorry."
