He Teng stood behind the military doctor, listening to the conversation between He Zhilan and the doctor. He took in the sight of Zhilan's swollen, red hands, and watched as she lowered her head, gently biting her lip as she endured the pain of having her wounds treated. At that moment, He Teng felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, an indescribable discomfort.
He wished he could take on the pain for Zhilan. The more he thought about how beautiful Zhilan's hands once were before she was injured, the angrier he became.
Outside the door, Lan Li stood for a moment, watching as the military doctor treated Zhilan before striding off. His face wore an expression of anger as he left, ignoring greetings from individuals he passed on his way to the office building.
With a single phone call, Lan Li reached out to Gu En directly. Gu En, delighted to receive a call from Lan Li, picked it up with a smile on his face.
