Three days later...
In the past few days, Ye Huanyan could distinctly feel the swelling on her face gradually disappearing as she was hooked up to IV drips every day.
The nurse would change the bandages on her face daily.
The left side of her face wasn't numb anymore. Occasionally, she would reach out and gently touch her cheek, feeling the bandage.
"Is the wound big?"
She asked worriedly.
The nurse adjusted the drip's rate, "Hmm, it's fine! You're recovering well."
"How long is the wound?"
The nurse glanced at her, looking slightly troubled. Privately, Lie Xunjue had instructed everyone to refrain from disclosing the severity of Huanyan's facial injuries.
"Just a tiny bit!" She gestured casually.
"How many stitches?"
"Not many, just a dozen or so..."
"A dozen or so stitches!!" Ye Huanyan felt her scalp tingle.
"Don't worry, we're using the best medicine, you'll heal quickly!" The nurse didn't dare linger longer.
