Meng Feifei was taken to the hospital. There was just a cut on her face, which wasn't too big of a problem. If she took good care of it, even if it left a scar, it would just be a small mark and wouldn't affect her much.
"How can it not affect me? I'm part of a performance group. With my face injured, how can I go on stage?" Meng Feifei immediately started yelling as soon as she heard the doctor's words.
As a result, she didn't hear the rest of what the doctor said.
The injury to her hand was actually more important.
The glass had just happened to injure the tendons in her hand, and one tendon had snapped, which required stitching, but even with the stitches, it would affect the flexibility of her fingers.
It would even be difficult to straighten her fingers.
However, Meng Feifei didn't care about any of this and cried as she knocked over the tray of medicine the nurse was carrying.
