She knew that Nan Fei was the best to her, caring only if she got tanned in times like these.
"You should use it every day from now on," Nan Fei said as her hand rested on He Shasha's shoulder, gradually increasing the pressure, wanting to pass her own strength onto her.
Nan Fei stood with He Shasha. How could she fail to notice her slight trembling? No matter how strong or decisive He Shasha was, she was only eighteen. Being looked at with eyes full of hatred and loathing, she cared.
Even animals devoid of emotions would dislike that.
"Don't be afraid!" She drew even closer and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid! You still have me, don't be afraid..."
"Mhm!" He Shasha nodded firmly. Nan Fei didn't accuse her of being overly aggressive, which made her quietly sigh with relief.
What she feared the most was Nan Fei looking at her with the same eyes as everyone else.
Finally, the military doctor arrived, checking Fang Nan quickly, his face full of anger.
