"I'm fine."
Gu Qiqi pursed her lips lightly.
Actually, she was fine. She wasn't that kind of delicate woman who would faint, scream, and beg for a hug from a small wound.
Furthermore, she had a cage to protect her. Even when the steel plates from the ceiling came crashing down, they didn't hit her.
But Gong Jue didn't think so.
His lips were cold and his eyes were deep.
Without any explanation, he picked her up horizontally and left. "You have to bandage it quickly. I don't know what virus is in this dirty place. If the bullet rusts, you might get tetanus. You have to get an injection quickly!"
Gu Qiqi was speechless.
She was really impressed by Gong Jue's overreaction.
She was a doctor!
She was only grazed by a bullet. She really didn't have to be nervous to the point that she needed tetanus!
She knew better than him about the wounds she had, okay?
