Mrs. Zhang and the others haven't visited Wuheng City for quite some time now, and a street market in the city has already resumed operations. It's just the right opportunity for a visit.
In the post station, everyone was drinking and making merry, but Ruan Mian noticed that Xie Huai'an deliberately avoided alcohol, and his right arm seemed a bit uncooperative.
In fact, she had noticed it yesterday, but she wasn't entirely sure at the time. Besides, with the urgent situation then, she was busy running around and couldn't take a closer look.
Now, while everyone was engrossed in their meal, she took a second look.
That's when she confirmed that Xie Huai'an's arm was indeed injured, and it seemed rather serious.
So, she found an opportunity, pulled Xie Huai'an into a private room, and looked intently at his arm, asking.
"Sir, are you injured?"
Xie Huai'an was slightly startled, then smiled faintly, knowing he couldn't hide from her sharp eyes, and didn't want to.
