Suddenly, Qu Tan'er felt a rush of gratitude towards the heavens – Mo Liancheng, that scoundrel, had actually developed a conscience and spared her foot from harm. Had she known earlier, she wouldn't have bothered with the doctor and would have asked him to tend to it directly. Look at that, the medicine was nearly finished being applied, and his careful movements were so gentle that she hadn't felt a twinge of pain.
There was still a faint fluttering deep within her heart, so subtle that even she hardly took notice of it.
"Rest well, I will come to see you again later," said Mo Liancheng as he finished applying the medicine. He put down the medicine, slowly stood up without saying much more, and walked away.
Qu Tan'er watched his retreating cool figure with confusion. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, no words came out. She lay on the bed, lost in thought.
It wasn't long before Jing Xin came in.