He moved swiftly, immediately seizing her wrist and trapping her in his grasp.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it!" Lin Xinlan quickly apologized out loud, afraid that if she was even a second late, he would hit her.
Rong Shaoze tightened his grip on her wrist and commanded Lao Gu, "Go fetch the medical kit and then you all leave."
"Yes, Young Master."
Soon, the medical kit was brought over, and Lao Gu carefully took out the tweezers, as well as alcohol, iodine, scissors, and gauze.
The servants all departed, and the door was closed.
Rong Shaoze released Lin Xinlan's wrist, his chin resting on his folded arms, and ordered her to treat his wound.
Lin Xinlan glanced at him curiously, and seeing that he wasn't too angry, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Had Rong Shaoze really changed his ways today? He hadn't erupted in anger. Could it be that his character had suddenly improved?
