Huo Yao noticed Huo Yulin squeezing his left hand and pondered briefly. She proceeded to stand up, walked up beside Huo Yulin, and grabbed his hand to open it slowly.
Huo Yao finally noticed that Huo Yulin's joints on his left thumb were slightly misshapen. Since she was well versed with human anatomy, she knew that it was a clear sign it was once broken and damaged again during recovery.
Two seconds later, she raised her head to look at Huo Yulin and said, "No matter what happened to your hand, it is all in the past. Why do you have to treat it so badly and be hard on yourself?"
Huo Yulin lowered his eyes and looked at his palm for a long time. He wanted to say how disgusted he was by this hand, but he was suddenly unable to bring himself to say it. Instead, he simply acknowledged her softly.
Huo Yao noticed that he was not as depressed as before, so she patted his palm. "You can do it."
