Yi Tian caught Xue Fanxin, who had collapsed from exhaustion. His hand happened to touch one of her wounds and felt the sticky blood. His heart tightened as he asked anxiously, "Xin'er, you're injured? Is it serious?"
"It's okay. It's just a small injury, not a big deal. I'll go back and deal with it myself." Xue Fanxin had only collapsed because she was dizzy and had lost her balance for a moment. She had already recovered some of her strength. Although she was still tired, she could bear with it and escape from Yi Tian's arms in time. She was unwilling to have too much intimate contact with him.
"You're injured. I'll send you back to your room." Yi Tian did not want to let go of Xue Fanxin. He wanted to pick her up and take her to treat her injuries.
