The WeChat message was sent, and Ye Zhenzhen replied quickly, "I haven't been injured again."
Song Jinze, "With my mom?"
Ye Zhenzhen, "Mhm."
Song Jinze didn't continue to ask.
The Engineering Department continued its reporting, and the meeting went on as usual.
It wasn't until the morning meeting concluded and everyone had dispersed that Song Jinze took his phone and called Ye Zhenzhen.
The call was in progress on the other end, so he then phoned Madam Song.
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That morning, Madam Song took Ye Zhenzhen to a private surgical cosmetic clinic to check the injury on her arm.
The doctor said there was no hypertrophic scarring, and if they wanted to treat it, they would need to wait a few days for the wound to completely heal and the stitches to be removed before they could use medical beauty products to remove the scar.
Upon hearing that it was nothing serious, Madam Song also nodded her head in relief.