62 Chapter 62: Measuring with a Short Yardstick_1

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The golden glow spread, and the shimmering surface of the Yangchun River was dotted with a few dark-tipped boats.

Inside the Bamboo Courtyard.

Shen Yi sat on a stool, holding a cloth, carefully wiping a knife scabbard.

He was not adept at tending to the wounded, fortunately, the madman often got hurt, and the young widow had gained some experience on him.

At least he managed to stop the bleeding for Ma Tao and Li Xinhan and rebandaged them into "human shape".

When Li Mujin regained consciousness, she hurriedly fed them a few elixirs to temporarily stabilize their vitality.

She slowly walked out of the house.

With her ponytail loosened, stray hair slightly disheveling her pale cheeks, her breath seemed weak, clearly, she had overexerted herself in last night's struggle, incurring a significant deficit.

Li Mujin's demeanor had lost some of its charm, her originally moist lips were now somewhat cracked.