Su Junhao finally raised his left hand and glanced at his right hand, which was now swollen like Braised Pig's Trotters, all red and swollen, with some broken skin on the back.
In fact, it was really serious and quite painful, but he pretended to be nonchalant to avoid worrying Jian Yanyan, not expecting that little girl to be so heartless, completely ignoring him.
With a sigh, he took a taxi to the hospital, specifically to Li Zijia's hospital, and asked to see Li Zijia.
Li Zijia looked at his right hand and gently touched it, causing him to yelp like a pig.
Li Zijia burst into laughter, "Junhao, your hand is in such a state, and yet you managed to come to the hospital so composed, only to scream here. It seems inappropriate, doesn't it? Those who know might think your hand is really hurt, but those who don't might think I'm doing something else to you."
"Damn you, could you keep it decent?" Su Junhao was sweating profusely from the pain.
