"Damn it, her hand's fine, it wouldn't break even in a hundred years.
Right now, she just wanted to properly deal with the injury without having to handle Mo Liancheng.
She didn't want to waste any more time treating her wound.
Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he appeared quite indifferent and said, "What, you're in such a hurry to chase me away? Aren't you curious why I'm here?"
"Not interested in knowing."
"Princess Consort, the Master came to bring you medicine," Yu Hao said softly, glancing at Mo Liancheng. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he felt relieved.
"When did you become so kind-hearted?" Qu Tan'er narrowed her eyes, very suspicious of his current actions.
"When have I ever been bad-hearted?"
Qu Tan'er kept silent, her face filled with black lines.
"Stretch out your hand," Mo Liancheng took out the medicine from his arms and signaled to her with his eyes.
