Injured Hand

Ye Muyu did not insist anymore and washed her hands carefully. Chu Ziluo ran over to apply medicine on the back of her swollen hand.

Madam Hu was also washing her hands at the side. She could not help but remind her, "Madam, don't do this kind of work in the future. This is done by men. Your body is not good to begin with. Now, you even hit your hand. Look, it's all red and swollen."

"Also, Madam, you still need to keep fingernails in the future, but if ink enters your fingernails, it'll be extremely difficult to clean." Madam Hu rambled on and on, but her attitude was always very respectful. She did not dare to persuade her, only telling her some bad consequences.

In fact, Ye Muyu had already expected that she would hit her hand. After all, the work of hammering ink required a skilled craftsman to avoid such a situation.

"Actually, it's fine. The doctor also told me to move more often. It's good for my body." Ye Muyu smiled.