Although the injury on Tang Zhiyun's arm wasn't serious, Wu Yiyao was still worried.
After the car drove out, Wu Yiyao said to Chu Luo, "Little Chu, why don't we send Little Tang to the hospital and redress his wounds? I didn't bandage his wounds well just now."
Before Chu Luo could speak, Tang Zhiyun refused immediately. "No need, no need. It's just a superficial wound. I will be fine soon."
"I think it's better to get a shot to prevent tetanus. It's summertime, and wounds are most likely to get inflamed."
Tang Zhiyun said, "No need. It is already so late. Go back early. I can always go to the school doctor's place to have it checked."
Chu Luo glanced at the two of them in the rearview mirror and said, "I have medicine in my bag. Senior, you don't have to go to the hospital."
She then gestured at Wu Yiyao. "Sister Wu, see if there's a brown bottle and a yellow bottle in my backpack."
