C457 Nothing to be Done

Even though he was thinking this, Wu Zewen still couldn't help but let go of his hand.

"Are you alright? Come, let me blow on you. When I was young, when I was injured, the old man would help me blow on it and it would soon stop hurting. "

When he was young, he was injured, but the old man didn't help him brag. That was clearly helping him to beat the hammer