Treatment

"Little Zuozuo, there's no need to stand on ceremony. We are family," Ouyang Lan said as she took the arm from An Sheng and stuffed it into Zhou Wen's hand. She continued, "Little Wenwen, ignore him. If he's sick, he needs to be treated. Who doesn't let doctors treat them? Please, treat him."

With that said, Ouyang Lan winked at Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen was momentarily at a loss as to what Ouyang Lan's wink meant.

When the others heard Ouyang Lan call An Tianzuo Little Zuozuo, their expressions changed, but they didn't dare say a word.

"I said there's no need." An Tianzuo got up to leave. He knew Ouyang Lan too well.

However, it was already too late. Ouyang Lan had already pressed down on An Tianzuo's shoulder. An Tianzuo didn't dare to shake her off by force. All he could do was say, "It's just one arm. It's no big deal. There's no need to treat it."