บท 204: Do With What Was Available

Lu Jianjun began to slip his shirt over his shoulders, when he abruptly halted. Carefully, he adjusted the shirt, gently rolling the sleeve up to his elbow, he paused in his motions as he caught sight of the harsh, blistered patch of red on his left arm—an unwelcome reminder of an earlier accident from Nanny Zhu.

The moment had been unfortunate perhaps it was Nanny Zhu's eagerness in seeing him engage in talk with her young mistress or simply a lapse caused by her advancing age.

Whatever the reason, her hands had trembled at just the wrong moment, while handing over the cup causing the milk tea to spill onto him, scalding the skin from his wrist up to his elbow. The sight brought a slight grimace to his face, both from the sting of the burn and the annoyance of the mishap.