"I don't want to put on a Band-Aid!"
"Your hand is bleeding, without it, firstly, it's prone to infection, secondly, it won't heal easily, and moreover, it will leave a scar!"
"Then why don't you have a scar when you were stabbed!" Zhong Lingling finally couldn't help but ask this question.
Originally pressuring Zhong Lingling to put on a Band-Aid, Xiang Yimo suddenly deflated and threw the Band-Aid on the table. "If you love it, stick it!"
Having said that, Xiang Yimo stopped paying attention to Zhong Lingling.
It seemed that not having a scar even after being stabbed was also quite frustrating for Xiang Yimo.
Zhong Lingling still didn't put on a Band-Aid; when she showered, the water hit the wound, causing her pain so intense that tears circled her eyes several times.
She thought, isn't this the normal sensation of a common person's skin being cut? Xiang Yimo obviously was not like this.
When she came out after showering, she had no idea where Xiang Yimo had run off to.
