Zhong Ling firmly asserted that she didn't do it on purpose.

The wound on her hand couldn't stop bleeding for a while. Dou Yuanyuan remembered that there was a first aid kit in the supplies given by the crew, so she asked Qin Yuan to help her back to the cave to deal with it first.

I inspected the cut on my arm. It wasn't deep, but it looked a bit scary.

Qin Yuan had a dark face and silently cleaned the wound for me.

He rarely got so angry.

"It was just that I didn't realize it for a moment. It's okay, it's just a small case!"

"Don't worry, you don't know me yet. I'm not someone who will suffer losses."

I tried to lift the low pressure around me.

To be honest, I was a little scared of him like this.

When I was young, my parents were often not at home, and it was Qin Yuan who took charge of everything, big and small.

He gave me a very complete childhood.

"Okay, it's almost healed if you don't hurry."

I looked at Qin Yuan's face, tentatively making a joke.

"You--"

He sighed, laughed, and flicked my forehead with his hand:

"Can't you let me worry less?"

I muttered, "It was an accident..."