However, Lin Yin still refused. She said, "I'm fine. It's just a small injury."
When she was in the slums, she was beaten half to death. Wasn't she fine?
It was just a small wound on her arm. She would not die.
Seeing that He couldn't persuade Lin Yin, Mu Ran retracted her gaze. Then, somewhere Lin Yin couldn't see, he removed the brooch on his suit and secretly cut his ankle.
As the pain spread, Mu Ran frowned and said weakly to Lin Yin, "Yinyin, my foot seemed to have been scratched by them just now. It's bleeding now. It hurts!"
Lin Yin was frightened and asked, "Why are you injured? Then stop now and let me take a look."
Mu Ran nodded obediently and stopped the car at the side. He reached out his ankle to Lin Yin with a crying expression.
Seeing the ankle that was still bleeding, Lin Yin's eyes flashed. She glanced around Mu Ran's ankle and saw the brooch that had traces of blood.
