I smiled at her.

"I think you look tired, so..."

She stared at my face.'What's wrong with your face?'

I quickly wiped my hand.'It's all right. It's all right.

"Your hands, my God, are they burning so badly? Why don't you deal with it? It's blistering. She said worriedly.

"It's okay, minor injury, no need to deal with it." I said indifferently.

"Where can I do that?"

She asked me to wash my hands, then wipe them with alcohol, then wrap them in gauze and wrap them around them. I saw that her eyes were a little red.

That's exactly what I wanted. I smiled and asked her, "Isn't it...