Wen Zhiyun pulled her back and smiled faintly. "No need, Ying'er. Every medicine has its side effects. Let this minor injury heal on its own; it will take at most half a day."
With that, she cast a resentful glance at Chen An beside her, cursing him inwardly as a heartless bastard who had no idea how to cherish his wives and concubines.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Chen An pretended not to see.
Chapter 33