Chapter 57 The Most Beloved Flower

My feet were severely cut, but luckily they didn't damage any important muscles or blood vessels. However, I wouldn't be able to walk around with such a spring in my step for a month. Also, because I swung the ladder too hard, I sprained my wrist and had it set with a splint.

Lin Zefeng, poor guy, had it much worse, not only with serious external injuries but also with multiple deep cuts on his body and internal injuries. It seemed these people were out to beat him to death. But since he didn't have any penetrating stab wounds, it was clear he had put up a fight; barehanded against more than a dozen men, he managed to save his own life. His fighting skills were not bad, and his vitality was incredibly resilient.