The injury on Zoe’s face was nothing serious. The doctor gave her a check, applied some medicine, and let her leave.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she found Henry standing in the corridor. With his back to the door, she could not see his face and did not know what he was thinking.

So she called out to him and he looked around.

“Is it done?”

Zoe nodded. Seeing him holding his phone, she asked, “Were you on a phone just now?”

“Yes.”

Henry stared at her face carefully for a while. “Does it still hurt?”

“Not that much.”

The medicine the doctor had given her...