Shuyin was stunned. After a while, she started laughing.
To be called good-looking by such an outstanding person, her mood instantly soared, and even her wrist didn't hurt.
Jing Rui didn't think much of it. Shuyin was indeed a rare beauty, with her temperament and looks.
She had inherited the best genes from her parents, and Jing Rui could not deny that she was beautiful.
Shuyin hadn't been this happy in a long time. When she was at the Virus Research Institute, she almost never smiled. Ever since she came out, she always felt that life was getting better and better. She was no longer depressed, and she didn't need to be too guarded. Even her personality had become much more cheerful.
With a smile in her eyes, she cut off Jing Rui's other sleeve, carefully sanitized it, applied medicine, and bandaged it.
After both arms were wrapped, Shu Yin went to unbutton Jing Rui's shirt.
