Song Qianhun smacked his lips: "This child is just stubborn. When it comes to solving problems, what's her rush? Knowing she's ill, she's still not careful at all. Lucky she ran into you today."
After waiting for a while longer, Kang Zhenchang came out of the bedroom, his expression not too good.
Song Qianhun asked: "What's the matter?"
Kang Zhenchang took off his mask and said seriously, "Xiao Shu said she was injured by a Knife Labor Ghost."
"What..." Song Qianhun shuddered, and the teacup fell to the ground, "When did she get injured?"
"It hasn't been long, it's just..."
Before Kang Zhenchang could finish, Li Banfeng rushed into the bedroom: "Teacher, where's the injury?"
Teacher Song lifted the robe, showing a wound beside the navel.
She closed the robe, smiled bitterly: "Injured by a Knife Labor Ghost, should've cut off the injured part, but it's the belly, at the time I didn't know where to cut,
