Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Wrap some ice in cling film and use it as a cold compress for a while to reduce the pain.”
Yuan Tian did a quick examination before giving the instruction.
Stepping into the doctor’s role, Yuan Tian ceased to be mischievous and seemed as though she had transformed into another person.
She took a slim needle that was used for acupuncture from the household’s medical kit. Next, she took hydrogen peroxide, iodine, and cotton swabs to properly disinfect the wounds.
“If I don’t burst the blisters, they’ll get easily infected if you graze or rupture them on your own but they’ll speedily heal if I open, disinfect, and apply ointment on them now.”
Yuan Tian quietly explained and consoled seeing Zhao Ruoxin’s complexion had turned pale as she cried and sweated profusely from the pain.
Zhao Ruoxin’s voice quivered as she asked, “Will it hurt? Will it leave scars? What if my hands aren’t pretty anymore…”
She cried and became sadder when she spoke.
Yuan Tian raised her head to look at her. She suddenly realized that this woman was rather pitiful because she was brainless.
She was still thinking about whether she would be beautiful in the future despite her current predicament.
“Other people may have scars but that wouldn’t happen to you.”
Yuan Tian prolonged her words on purpose when she spoke.
“Why won’t it happen to me?”
She ignorantly asked because she could not detect the implicit meaning behind Yuan Tian’s words.
Yuan Tian pondered before she earnestly answered, “That’s because you’re… hmm… adequately thick-skinned…”
Yuan Tian was really too mischievous!
Mu Chenyan could not help herself from wanting to laugh when she heard this. However, she knew that this was hardly an appropriate occasion to do so.
When Zhao Ruoxin also realized that Yuan Tian was speaking in a roundabout manner, her little face that was initially pale then turned purplish-red instead. However, she could look at Yuan Xuan pitifully because it was inappropriate for her to throw a tantrum.
Yuan Xuan unconsciously gazed at Mu Chenyan before looking back at Zhao Ruoxin. The former was calm and quiet while the latter looked pitiful and pathetic.
The man faintly smiled but did not interfere with his cousin’s atrocious behavior.
“It’s fine. Trust Tian Tian. Although she can be blunt with her words, her skills are not bad.”
Yuan Xuan’s words were meant to comfort Zhao Ruoxin.
However, he had provoked Yuan Tian by consoling Zhao Ruoxin. Since she did not dare to directly defy Yuan Xuan, she shot daggers with her gaze instead. She thought to herself, ‘He’s calling me rude although he was the one who spurred on so many love affairs because of his devilishly good looks?’ ?
There were supposedly no more problems once her wounds were fully treated. However, when Old Mistress saw that Zhao Ruoxin’s eyes now resembled rotten peaches from all that crying, she felt that Mu Chenyan had become a bigger eyesore. She felt that this matter would not be resolved if she did not settle the score for Ruoxin.
“Why are you so careless? Adding charcoal to increase the fire was the maid’s job in the first place. Not only were you unable to do it on your own, you even dragged Ruoxin into this…”
Old Mistress’ face looked extremely terrible.
Although she was expected to have mellowed at her age, her sternness was enough to stifle others whenever a hint of rage appeared in her eyes…
Zhao Ruoxin immediately responded in a gentle voice and said, “Grandmother, you don’t have to blame Chenyan. I was careless and couldn’t avoid it while Chenyan was merely being kind and helping me. If you scold her, I’ll feel extremely apologetic deep down instead.”
“Look at Ruoxin, she’s kind and honest from the bottom of her heart. Are you still unwilling to apologize to her?”
Grandmother’s tone was already extraordinarily solemn. The entire household held their breath as they were too afraid to imagine how everything would turn out if Mu Chenyan refused to apologize.
Previously, Mu Chenyan could not fully understand why Old Mistress did not like her. However, she finally figured it out after slowly mulling over it…
To the Old Mistress, Yuan Xuan was not merely her grandson but her personal property in a sense. Thus, Mu Chenyan’s presence resembled an outsider who wanted to snatch away her belongings…