When I woke up the next day, my left hand hidden in the quilt felt numb and painful. When I stretched out, I saw that the wound was red and swollen.

Every time Ruozhen's fingers moved, the pain stimulated her nerves, and her small brows were almost twisted.

She was so scared that her father told her since she was a child that as a pianist, she could be injured all over her body, except for her hands.

When she had a father, she lived like a little princess in a castle, where she never let her do housework such as washing clothes and dishes. He often told her that the pianist's hands were more precious than gold, and over time, these words were engraved in her heart.

Later, her father died in a car accident and lost the pillars at home. She was no longer a pampered little princess. She followed her mother around. The difficulties in life made her surrender to pots and pans. But she still protected her hands very much. She would apply hand cream even after washing her hands. This was not only a habit, but also a promise to her father.

And now...

The pain on the back of her hand made her come out of her memories, and it was time for her to see the doctor.

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"Miss Lin, are you awake? I'm going upstairs to bring you breakfast." Aunt Sha always had her enthusiasm for her, but this was good, making her feel warm.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu?"

"Oh, he went to the company early in the morning."

"Does he have a company here?" Ruozhen was a little confused. Isn't Mu Jilian's company abroad?

"Yes, there are many branches in City A, but the headquarters is in France." Aunt Sha said, and handed her the spoon.

"Hey, Miss Lin, what's wrong with your hand?" Aunt Sha was surprised to see Ruozhen's swollen left hand.

Ruozhen coughed unnaturally, "It's okay, I was accidentally scalded."

"This girl's hands should be well maintained." Aunt Sha's eyes were full of care, "After the meal, I'll ask Ziyang to come and see you. He has good medical skills and let him see it, so he will definitely not leave scars."

When Ruozhen heard Wen Ziyang's name, he was stunned. Are the doctors like angels going to meet again...

Wen Ziyang was very diligent. As soon as Ruozhen put down the bowls and chopsticks, he came.

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"Is this being made by Lian?" Wen Ziyang's action of bandaging the wound was not as rough as Mu Jilian last night, and very gentle.

"No, no..." Ruozhen was a little sucked when she said the lie. In her subconscious, she didn't want to expose such embarrassing things to outsiders, especially Wen Ziyang in front of her.

"Oh, Lian is too polite to be polite to her, it's a pity for her beautiful hand." Wen Ziyang sighed, exposing her lies sideways.

"It's okay, Dr. Wen, I want you to have a trip. Thank you for your hard work." Ruozhen's face turned pale, and she remembered the unbearable scenes, and a hint of hatred appeared in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Wen Ziyang asked with imperceptible concern, "Have you been doing well these few days?"

A short word of concern made the castle built by Ruozhen collapse instantly. When Mu Jilian was on a business trip, she lived a nervous life and was scared to wake up in her dreams. After Mu Jilian came back, she became even more nervous, guarding against dangers that could happen at any time. This kind of scared life was a day, and she was not good at all!

Ruozhen tried hard to pull the corners of her mouth. Maybe she knew the bitter taste, "Just that..."

"..." Wen Ziyang was speechless, with a complex light shining in his eyes. Looking at his little hands wrapped in bandages, his heart moved and showed a bright smile, "Don't worry, I won't let it leave scars."

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone is happy Mid-Autumn Festival~

There are mooncakes on the page. Can I think of you to ask for mooncakes with shame?
Chapter completed!