She wouldn't even use a plaster cast for a broken bone, yet her master forcibly immobilized her hand with plaster for the knife wound on her palm. It was evident that her master was really angry this time.
Feeling guilty, she knew she was in the wrong. So even though her hand felt very inconvenient now, she didn't dare to mention removing the plaster.
After about three days, when the wound was almost healed, she would ask her master to remove it.
"Are you really okay?" Lin Zhiyan asked again, still worried.
Nan Yan smiled warmly. "Yes, I'm really fine."
Lin Zhiyan went over and hugged Nan Yan, then smiled, "You all must take good care of yourselves..."
In her heart, they were already like sisters. Nan Yan and Jiang Nai had helped her so much, especially Nan Yan. She would owe her for the rest of her life.
How fortunate she was to have met them in this lifetime!
