"Hmm, stopping the bleeding. You did the right thing."
Mu Wan: "..."
Mu Wan was somewhat dazed by the thick blood flowing out. In a hoarse voice, she said, "Don't say any more, Qin Mu, you don't need to say anything else. Just rest for a bit."
"Okay."
Qin Mu's lips curled into a weak smile. Under the moonlight, his handsome face appeared very pale. Seeing the unstoppable concern in Mu Wan's beautiful eyes, he murmured softly.
"Don't worry... having you by my side is really nice."
"Okay."
Tears had never dried in the corners of Mu Wan's eyes; she was truly too worried about the man's wound.
With the wound simply bandaged and treated, Qin Mu weakly continued: "This is not a place to stay for long. Feng Jun is a professional special forces soldier. He knows I will first find a water source to deal with the wound. Now, we must leave quickly, find a place to hide, and wait for rescue tomorrow."
When Mu Wan heard the words "Feng Jun" from the man, her expression was startled.
