Su Nuanwen panicked to find a medicine box to help Fang Mujin bandage the wound. Fang Mujin grabbed Su Nuanwen's wrist with his injured hand and looked at her angrily. Su Nuanwen did not dare to look straight into the man's eyes, but struggled with fear.

She clearly came to ask for mercy from his staff today, but she didn't want to offend him again.

"Let me go... You... Mr. Fang... Your hand is bleeding, I... I'd better bandage it for you. Su Nuanwen lowered her head and looked anxious. She could feel the frigid cold on Fang Mujin half a meter away.

He was really angry.

"Do you really...