270 There's No Justice. Only She's Right and You're Wrong. (10)

Cheng Weiwan crouched on the ground and picked up the tweezers and scissors. Soon after, she picked out the remaining glass shards in He Jichen's palms.

Then Cheng Weiwan picked up a few cotton balls, doused them with alcohol, started to disinfect the wound and applied some medicine.

She moved smoothly throughout the process then took a seat to one side facing Han Zhifan, who was talking business over the phone. As she did so, Han Zhifan's attention was incidentally captured by Cheng Weiwan's fair, slender hands.

Han Zhifan's gaze slowly rose from Cheng Weiwan's fingertips to her face. Meanwhile, Cheng Weiwan had finished taking care of He Jichen's wound and started to tidy up her medical kit.

She had good facial features, her skin was fair, and she seemed calm… looking at her like this made him feel so peaceful.