Regardless of how many cheap fathers and uncles grumbled internally, Qin Liuxi had already reached out to touch Qin Mingyan's sunken chest, feeling the broken bone, her heart skipped a beat.
No wonder the ghost messengers had come to keep watch; this boy was indeed near death. A rib had broken, probably due to some stroke of luck it hadn't pierced his heart, otherwise, he would have died on the spot.
Looking at his entire chest that was scratched, covered in bloodstains, yet none of it compared to the bone fracture injury. Perhaps because the northwest weather had turned cold, and he wore thicker clothes, thus seemed quite miserable to others, but in Qin Liuxi's eyes, those abrasions were only superficial and not the most fatal ones, hence not a big deal.
Qin Liuxi placed her two fingers on his wrist to check his pulse. The pulse was weak and powerless, causing the heartbeat to slow, the Qi Mechanism blocked, blood stagnated...
Such a hassle!
This was a damaged body.
