Linna summoned a female doctor to change Wei Anning's bandages. The wound had burst open, the gauze already soaked red with blood. Using tweezers, the female doctor picked at the gauze, revealing four bloody claw marks beneath it, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy. "Third Young Lady," she said, "please bear with it a bit, it might hurt."
Wei Anning clenched her teeth and bore the pain until her little face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down. She managed a weak smile and said, "It's okay, just go ahead, I'm not afraid of pain."
Linna stood aside with folded arms, her tone mocking and strange, "You can't even endure this little pain, how are you going to be Leng Youchen's wife, the future Madam of the Leng Family?"
