I’m Sorry! It’s All My Fault!

Ning Ke tried her hardest to bear the pain she was in and touched her nose. It was indeed a bit crooked. She stood up straight and looked at Ning Meng. Ning Meng looked at the other girl's arm and asked, "How are we supposed to deal with that fruit knife?"

As soon as Ning Ke heard these words, she did not have a good feeling. Unfortunately, before she could say anything further, she saw Ning Meng raise her hand and hold on to the knife handle. The next thing she knew, the latter had pulled the fruit knife out!

Ning Ke shouted, "You shouldn't have!"

Splatter!

Blood gushed out the second the fruit knife was pulled out. Ning Ke looked at her arm and wailed, "Did you not know that you shouldn't pull the knife out?! We need to go to a hospital and let the doctor handle this!"

Ning Meng was confused. After blinking for a bit…

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault!"

Stab!