Chen An told me the same thing.
But intuition told him that her hand injury was definitely not that simple.
And yet, the retorts and doubts he wanted to express, upon seeing the tears in her eyes, were all forcefully swallowed back by the man.
For him now, how she was injured might not be the most important thing. What mattered most was, when would this damn woman get better?!
He didn't want her to hurt like this, because every time he saw her in pain, he felt irritated and unsettled!
It was probably because her pitiable appearance was too much of an eyesore!
Mo Nanjue fixed his gaze on her with a heavy look, and after a long while, he reached out to embrace her, patting her back gently, "Don't think about all those messy things, just focus on healing your hand first."
