Shi Lanting lowered her head, picking at her hands, "I want sister-in-law to help me look at the injuries on my body..."
Hearing her voice filled with grievance and pity, Qiao Zhiyi sighed and said to Shi Jingzhou, "You go out first. I'll take a look at her."
Shi Jingzhou frowned and gave a stern look to the pitiful Shi Lanting, but he left anyway.
"Call me if you need anything." Shi Jingzhou couldn't help but caution Qiao Zhiyi again.
Qiao Zhiyi nodded.
The meaning of "if you need anything" was somewhat broad, and Qiao Zhiyi understood what he meant.
After Shi Jingzhou had left, Qiao Zhiyi approached Shi Lanting, "Let me see where else you are hurt."
Shi Lanting finally lifted her head, her eyes bloodshot, the hatred in them all too clear.
She sat up, swept her hair to the side, and took off her dress, leaving her only in her underwear, staring straight at Qiao Zhiyi with a rigid spine.
