Situtu Qinger held a wooden comb in her hand, hated it to the extreme, and with a forceful snap, it broke.
Her fair wrist was cut with two blood marks, the fresh blood flowing from her fingertips to the ground.
The ground was instantly dotted with Mei Hua, stained crimson.
The maid helping her comb her hair was startled and couldn't help but exclaim: "Second Miss, Second Miss, what happened to you?"
"Are you blind? Hurry and bring something to stop the bleeding for me."
The comb broke, piercing into the flesh of her finger, and Situtu Qinger felt tears of pain flowing.
"Yes."
The maid frantically scrambled, quickly fetching the medicine box to bandage Situtu Qinger.
This small medicine box was usually kept in the courtyard, for handling unexpected situations and treating minor wounds.
The young maid was quick and efficient, and soon, she had Situtu Qinger's wound bandaged.
