Chapter 213. Expelling Shania

"Philip, are my knees bleeding?" Barbara looked at her husband with trembling eyes, just like her voice. Both of her hands gripped Philip's hand tightly.

"I don't think so. It's just a few scratches or bruises at most."

"Is it true?"

Barbara dared to look down. However, before she could see the wound, Philip had carried her and sat her on a large rock.

"You don't need to panic. I'll treat your wounds, hmm?"

"My knees are bleeding, right?" Barbara's tears began to clot. Before it dripped, Philip quickly wiped it away.

"Just a little. There was more blood at our first night."

"That's not funny, Philip."

"But I said it as it is. Now be patient. After I treat it, the blood will stop coming out. You remember when I treated your finger that was cut by a knife, right? Something like that."

After kissing Barbara's forehead, Philip knelt down, opening the backpack. With a pale face, Barbara watched as Philip rolled up her trousers and tre