YuEn continued to cry like a child as his arm was being sutured. Wu SuYi who had been watching YuEn out of worries then felt the sharp gaze coming from Han XiGuang's side yet oddly when she turned her face to look at him, she found his eyes that were affixed somewhere else instead.
After a while, FuSheng settled down his gloves and went to wash his hands. When he came back he said, "It was not as deep as it appear. Fortunately the knife hadn't hit any vital areas."
YuEn rubbed his cheeks as he kept whispering ouch from the pain.
"What happened?" Wu SuYi's eyes looked at YuEn who pouted his lips and began to complain aloud.
