Jing Yiren woke up, had a full meal and drink, and the doctor came in with a tray to change the dressing on Jing Yiren's wound.
Lu Ming helped Jing Yiren lie down and carefully undid the buttons beneath her clothes.
"..." Jing Yiren wasn't wearing a bra, and although only half of the buttons were undone, when she lay down and her clothes parted, her chest was faintly visible to Lu Ming.
Jing Yiren's face turned crimson.
Her wound was located below the sternum, on her ribs.
The bullet had hit right between Jing Yiren's ribs, but fortunately, it didn't damage the bone.
The doctor peeled off the adhesive bandage and lifted the cotton gauze, looking at the slightly indented scar on her skin.
He seemed extremely surprised.
"It's healed so well!"
"..."
"When I applied medicine yesterday, I said that it had scabbed over so quickly, but today it's completely healed; I simply can't believe it."
