Zhuang Xian was naturally very clear about her injuries. No one knew better than her how to control 'accidents'!
With Li Qin's help, Zhuang Xian slowly sat up straight. She glanced at An Ye, lying on the ground not far away, and shook her head. She said to Li Qin, "I'm fine. My left arm just dislocated."
As Zhuang Xian spoke, she raised her head and looked at Li Qin. Her beautiful face was pale, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly. She continued, "However, I need you to do me a favor."
Seeing Li Qin nod his head without hesitation, Zhuang Xian reached out her right hand and pulled Li Qin's forearm over, letting him gently hold her left wrist. Zhuang Xian slowly raised her hand, indicating for Li Qin to get his arm into position, allowing her dislocated arm to maintain a 90-degree bend.
