As Qin Muye spoke, he bent down slightly, gently rubbing his nose against Jiang Qingli's. A soft hum, audible only to the two of them, rumbled in his throat.
Jiang Qingli habitually raised her hand to scratch his chin a couple of times, only for her hand to come away covered in blood.
Just then, a glimpse of dark red liquid dripping in her peripheral vision made Jiang Qingli realize he had two large gashes on his arm—the source of the bleeding.
Qin Muye reached out to hug her, trying to get closer, but she pushed him away. She forcefully grabbed his arm, pulled a hemostatic spray from her bag, and blasted the wounds with it.
The bleeding stopped instantly. Jiang Qingli asked, "How did you get hurt?"
"It charged into a Mutant Beast's mouth. I got bit when I pulled it out," Qin Muye said succinctly, jerking his chin toward the Weaving Nightmare Beast that was being lifted onto a stretcher by medics.
