"You're bleeding! How can it be just a scratch?"
Qin Shu didn't believe for a second that Han Xiao's injury was just a scratch. She wanted to examine his wound more closely but before she could do so, Han Xiao said, "Let's head back. It's too dangerous to stay here."
"Please let me check your wound first." Qin Shu refused to budge. She was not going to let Han Xiao brush her off so easily. She stood stubbornly where she was with her arms outstretched, touching his cheeks and then his head. As she did so, her lens on her spectacles fell out and landed on Han Xiao's shoe.
As she raised her hands, she noticed that her lens on Han Xiao's shoe so she paused and stared at it for a split second.
Han Xiao had shielded her in his arms as they tumbled down the slope so her glasses had not been knocked free from her face, however, as Han Xiao held her tightly against his chest the lens was dislodged from its frame.
