"It's okay, the doctor said it's a superficial wound, not deep. Over time, it will gradually fade. Don't forget, I still have essential oils that can lighten scars. I'll cover it with a scarf in the spring, and it should fade by summer," He Zhilan said.
Hearing He Zhilan's words, Lan Song finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, not to mention a girl, even a normal person would find such a scar on the neck quite frightening.
After thanking everyone for their concern, He Teng then brought He Zhilan into the house. Once inside, she was surprised to see the bathtub completely empty.
"Brother, where are the fish? There aren't any left? Did you braise or steam them?"
He Teng paused, slowly turned to look at He Zhilan, and scratched his head, "They all died~ I didn't get to eat them~ They were so small, they couldn't even fill the gaps between my teeth~ I did want to buy more for you, but I went to the market several times and didn't see these fish for sale anymore."
