Her hand suddenly felt a sticky wetness when she touched Mo Yunchen's waist. She quickly pushed him away and looked at his waist, only to find that there were several cuts on his wounds, with clothes ripped open revealing the fresh red wounds; his blood had already soaked the surrounding fabric.
"How could this happen? Were you cut by glass when you came in just now?"
As soon as Qin Qin finished speaking, she noticed another burnt spot on Mo Yunchen's wrist. Though not large, the wound looked fierce and terrifying, causing her heart to ache and tears to fall.
"Mo Yunchen, to save me, look at you, how badly you're hurt."
She blamed herself incessantly, every time it was because of her, every time it was she who caused him to be injured.
She hastily took out medicine from her space and sprinkled it on his wounds, not stopping until the bleeding ceased.
