Wen Zhi was still distracted when Bei Sheng's question snapped her back to reality. She looked down and saw her trouser leg had been rolled up by Bei Sheng, revealing a horrifying scar on her knee.
She stepped back, letting the trouser leg fall, and lied, "I have scar-prone skin, and walking a lot today didn't help with the healing."
Bei Sheng saw right through her and reminded her, "Little Zhizhi, I am a doctor."
What she meant was, whether it hadn't healed due to excessive walking or it was a second deliberate injury, she could tell just by looking at the wound.
Wen Zhi, having been seen through, couldn't explain further and obediently sat down to let Bei Sheng redress her wound.
"It probably started oozing pus last night, right?" Bei Sheng asked her.
Wen Zhi nodded, enduring the pain.
"You, you," Bei Sheng sighed, "are really harsh on yourself."
Wen Zhi remained silent.
