"Don't talk. I'll bandage your wound first." Lin Qingshan came to Long Yifeng's side and quickly took out some ointment from her backpack. Then, she tore off a piece of cloth and began to bandage Long Yifeng's wounds.
It was true that Lin Qingshan had no feelings for Long Yifeng, but the memories left behind by Xiaocao, as well as her feelings, had been affecting her. At this moment, they were affecting her. Long Yifeng felt as if he was dreaming. Looking at the man who was dressing up as grass, Long Yifeng suddenly felt at ease. Lin Qingshan was not dead, and he had finally found her.
"Sister grass? Isn't that Lin Qingshan? That person is Lin Qingshan? How did he dress up like this?" Tong Sainan was also excited. Since Long Yifeng said so, it should be true. He quickly landed and quickl
