"Silly, your injuries are far more severe than mine, yet you still have time to worry about me."
"I'm fine."
Baili An looked at her and asked carefully, "May I take a look at your leg injury?"
The girl was silent for a moment and didn't speak, just stretched out her injured leg.
Baili An squatted on the ground, using his own leg to support her slender leg, his fingertips condensing a sharp Qi Force.
He controlled the Qi Force, carefully slicing open the blood-soaked fabric on her calf.
Her slim calf, as white as jade, was thus exposed before Baili An, the girl's brows slightly furrowed, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, unsure if it was due to the pain in her leg or something else.
Baili An's eyebrows furrowed deeply; her calf was once perfect but now bore two rows of distressing bloody holes, which was truly heart-wrenching.
"Does it hurt?" he asked softly.
