"Xiaoshan, don't scare me, I really don't want an amputation."
Zhuang Xiaoxiao was terrified when she heard Wu Xiaoshan's words.
Tears immediately welled up in her eyes, swirling around in her eye sockets.
"Don't panic, I said it would need an amputation if it's serious, I didn't say right now."
Having said that, Wu Xiaoshan reached out to grab Zhuang Xiaoxiao's calf and slowly twisted it to get a clearer view of the injured area.
As he twisted, Zhuang Xiaoxiao's body turned to the side, and the bright green color, as well as the ribbon-tied bow, was once again displayed in front of Wu Xiaoshan.
This time, Zhuang Xiaoxiao, who was worried about amputation, didn't even notice.
The injured leg was bent, and a large patch of skin had turned a withered yellow.
It made her originally fair and long leg look shockingly ill.
He gently pressed the skin, and it immediately sunk in, taking a good while to bounce back.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
