Yun Shifei asked Cheng Lie, "Feeling better now?"
Cheng Lie nodded.
Yun Shifei studied him for a moment and noticed that his complexion indeed looked much better than before. She let out a sigh of relief.
Then she asked him again, "Do you want to go downstairs for a walk? You've been cooped up here for days. You must be feeling stifled, right?"
Since Cheng Lie's illness was psychological, taking a walk downstairs and enjoying the scenery was actually a kind of relief.
"Okay." Cheng Lie agreed.
But after a while, the nurse came in to change his dressing. Yun Shifei stood by, watching.
The only wounds on Cheng Lie's body were on his hands.
But just the sight of the cuts on his hands made Yun Shifei's heart ache deeply.
Before, she'd only seen Cheng Lie's hands tightly wrapped in layers of gauze. Now, as the gauze was removed, the scars became visible.
