C560 A Cheeky Grin on His Face

While she was in a daze, Jiang Juan's palm had already touched the wound where she had performed the autopsy earlier. "Will it still hurt now?" He asked.

. . . "Yes. " Gu Qingyou's voice choked, because Jiang Juan was surprisingly gentle.

"Was the wound torn that night?" His tone became softer.

"How did you know?" Gu Qingyou looked up in surprise