Luo Meiling was now becoming emotional. Yin Xiaofan understood that for an ordinary person like her, it was hard to accept being obstructed so suddenly.
There should be some medicinal residue on the scar of the wound. Yin Xiaofan continued to sniff, trying to detect what was in the hemostatic medicine that had been used.
Sniffing, Yin Xiaofan furrowed his brow. It must have been several days since application. Such medicine would have hardly any residue left. Even with his keen sense of smell, he could only detect a trace of something.
"What hemostatic medicine did you use after you got injured?" Yin Xiaofan asked Luo Meiling.
"Hmph."
Luo Meiling looked at Yin Xiaofan and hummed disapprovingly, indicating she had nothing to say.
It was like having a confrontation with Yin Xiaofan. What Yin Xiaofan wanted to know was beyond her, let alone witnessing how Yin Xiaofan would treat her.
