C917 Forget Things

"Qing, how are your injuries?" Mo Huan still couldn't help but ask about Shen Qing's injury.

Shen Qing raised her arm, still feeling the pain, but she didn't want Mo Huan to worry. She smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's already much better. The imperial physicians in the palace are just different. They've only drank a single day's worth of medicine, and the pain is already gone