"Remember clearly."
"Okay."
After responding, Li Zhiyuan fell forward.
Run Sheng reacted quickly, caught him, and brought him back to shore. After instructing Tan Wenbin to take care of Xiao Yuan, he took his tools and climbed the bridge from the side.
Tan Wenbin had already prepared clean water and paper balls, but this time, although Li Zhiyuan in a semi-comatose state did not have a nosebleed, fresh blood was seeping from the corner of his eyes.
"This..."
He first used water to help cleanse, but found that the blood continued to flow out quickly after wiping it clean. Since the eyes are not nostrils, he didn't know how to stop the bleeding.
He could only lay Li Zhiyuan's head on his own legs and use both hands to massage the boy's temples, hoping to relieve some of his fatigue.
"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan..."
Li Zhiyuan was called awake again and asked upon opening his eyes:
"Brother Runsheng, why are you covered in blood..."
