The door of the side hall where Ye Siming lived was slammed open by Gu Nuoer from the outside.

The figure inside stood up suddenly, and Ye Siming subconsciously put his hands behind his back.

He had just showered, and the ends of his hair hanging in front of his eyebrows were still dripping.

Ye Siming's cold eyes were filled with gentleness and hesitation.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

Gu Nuoer's eyes were red, she didn't even wear shoes, and her thin underwear was swayed by the evening wind.

Ye Siming hastily pulled off his robe from the screen, and quickly walked over to wrap her tightly.

He hugged Gu Nuo'er horizontally, and said in a harsh tone, "Why don't you wear shoes, it's so cold! You're going to be sick, so I need to worry!"

Gu Nuoer noticed that Ye Siming's left hand didn't exert any strength in the series of movements just now.

Even if he is holding her horizontally now, his arms are still exerting force.

Ye Siming put her on the bed, grabbed the quilt like a baby, and put another layer on her outside.

He doesn't like heat, and coal fires are never burned in the temple.

"You sit here, I'll go and light the fire." Ye Siming gently touched her face with his right hand.

He was about to turn around to pick up the brazier, but Gu Nuoer grabbed him.

Ye Siming turned his head and saw Gu Nuoer's eyes were red with tears welling up.

He sensed what was wrong with her.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?" Ye Siming exhausted his patience, turned and bent down, and looked at her.

He even melted into a slight smile on his thin lips, and said in an unruly tone, "Tell my husband, he will treat them for you."

Gu Nuoer burst into tears.

She gently grabbed Ye Siming's left hand, and he froze for a moment, even wanting to hide.

Gu Nuoer suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Holding it in front of his eyes, Ye Siming's left hand had slender fingers, but the palm was wrapped with a thick bandage.

From the corner of her eye, Gu Nuoer saw that there were still scissors and medicines on the table that hadn't been cleaned up in time.

She raised her tearful eyes and looked at Ye Siming: "You were hurt, why didn't you tell me?"

Ye Siming was stunned, and a slight smile appeared on his stern face: "Small wound, why did you say that?"

He wanted to take his hand back.

Gu Nuo'er held on tightly, and then she untied his bandages round and round.

Ye Siming immediately covered her eyes, and said anxiously, "What are you doing!"

His actions completely made Gu Nuoer cry.

"Why didn't you let me see it? Xiaolu said, you were seriously injured! Why didn't you tell me."

Ye Siming took a deep breath: "The green marriage makes a fuss, you listen to her?"

Gu Nuoer sobbed: "Then you take your hand away and let me see how your injury is!"

Ye Siming fell silent.

After a while, he said, "Don't look at it, you will be afraid."

Gu Nuo'er's long eyelashes were covered with tears, which scraped against his palm.

"It's you, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of what you look like." She sobbed.

Afterwards, Gu Nuoer took the initiative to gently pull Ye Siming's right palm away with her hand.

She glanced down at Ye Siming's left hand, and burst into tears.

"The injury is so serious, you still hide it from me!"

Ye Siming's entire left hand, including the palm, was completely gone, only bones.

Fortunately, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the finger, but looking at it like this was both shocking and made Gu Nuoer's heart almost shattered.

Seeing that she was crying hard, Ye Siming quickly comforted her in a low voice.

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would worry. This injury only looks scary, but it will get better soon. It will take time."

Gu Nuoer couldn't stop crying, she didn't listen to Ye Siming's words, her fingertips were concentrated.

The sky-high light surrounded Ye Siming's left hand.

She wanted to heal him.

However, Ye Siming's hand didn't change at all after such powerful mana.