บท 335: Chapter 322: About Her Profile

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She let the knife cut into her, and the faint twitching of her muscles told Chen Xiao that she could feel the pain. However, her face remained expressionless, lax, indifferent, as if the pain was not enough to stimulate her nerves.

Indeed, she was indifferent, just as years of exposure to the scorching sun naturally hardened fishermen against the acrid taste of seawater, porters ignored the calluses on their hands, and workers instinctively tuned out the roaring of machines.

People always adapt to their environments, whether they want to or not.

So, the nurse naturally paid no mind to such a trivial wound... It was merely a cut, which, for someone who had endured what she had, could be utterly disregarded.