An Xu entered the office looking terrible, not only was he a disheveled mess, but his exposed skin was also covered in scratch marks.
Upon hearing Su Yan inquire about what had happened to him, a look of embarrassment crossed An Xu's face. After hesitating, he said, "About that family dispute case this morning... I didn't mediate it successfully."
Su Yan immediately understood and asked, "Then how did you get those injuries?"
"Those scratches are from the old man's daughters! They're like shrews!" An Xu complained, feeling suffocated.
Su Yan was already troubled.
One case was puzzling enough, and now a family dispute had arisen, which made her head all the more heavy.
Therefore, Su Yan frowned and said to An Xu, "Forget it, I'll handle this matter. You should go to the hospital to have your wounds looked at, or go home and rest for a bit."
With that, Su Yan had already stood up.