What Kind of Person Am I?

The doctor had debrided and sutured Huo Zizhen's wound, and it was now stable. Anyway, one of her feet was already crippled, and the other was not complete. To Huo Zizhen, it did not seem to matter anymore.

"Now that the princess has been stepped into the mud, I wonder if you are satisfied with this result." Huo Zizhen lay on the hospital bed, her face pale and her eyes lifeless. She was indeed a far cry from the arrogant daughter of the Huo Family in the past.