After the doctor examined her, he simply bandaged her wounds. They were superficial and not too serious, but he prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent infection.
Throughout the process, Mu Shuoqian stood to the side, silent, his eyes forming layers of icy ridges.
Gu Qili's head and hands were both wrapped in bandages, making her look like a soldier just off the battlefield. As she walked out, she checked her reflection on her phone screen and couldn't help but laugh.
She looked like a Ninja!
Mu Shuoqian's eyebrows furrowed tightly, not understanding what she found amusing about looking like a wrapped dumpling, yet still managing to laugh.
Back home, his face was still gloomy, and it was unclear what he was upset about.
It was then Gu Qili noticed that he was still wearing the jacket she had dirtied, and Mu Shuoqian was someone who cared deeply about his appearance; he had worn it to the hospital just now.
