At the hospital.
Mo Huiling screamed and looked at Gu Jingze begrudgingly, "Jingze, it's so painful. Can you see if my wound got bigger?"
Gu Jingze bent down and looked. It was only a small abrasion, so he said to her, "It's not that big. You don't have to be so scared."
Mo Huiling pouted, "What if it leaves a scar? Look. My leg does not have a single scar on it. If this is going to leave a scar, I'll definitely hate that dreadful Lin Che to death."
"Enough. It's just an abrasion. It won't leave a big scar," he said. "Lin Che did not do it on purpose, so you shouldn't keep hating her."
"You just decided for yourself that she's innocent. I'm telling you that she did it on purpose. Otherwise, why did she have to knock me down when she could have knocked some other person?"
