Her Decision She Doesn't Regret It

"Be gentle."

While Zhuo Tinefeng was treating Mu Qinghuan's wound, Lu Yunchen stood at the side and reminded him with a frown.

Zhuo Tinefeng was a little speechless. "Yang, her wound is already like this. No matter how light it is, it will still hurt."

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

Dr. Zhuo indicated that he did not want to eat this kind of secretly poking dog food. He directly stuffed the cotton swab medicine in his hand to Lu Yunchen.

"I've already cleaned the wound," Lu Yunchen said. Now, all I need to do is apply this medicine and paste it with small gauze. These few days, my diet will be lighter."

After instructing Zhuo Tinefeng, he left.

When only Mu Qinghuan and Lu Yunchen were left in the ward, the atmosphere became silent and awkward.

"Thank you."

Mu Qinghuan looked at him and thanked him awkwardly. Other than this, she did not know how to alleviate the awkwardness in the air at this time.