Shi qinglan, the scholarship killer

"Yes ..." Shi qinglan could not help but let out a muffled groan.

She frowned slightly. Although her body had fully recovered, the wound on her chest and the dagger wound could not be healed in a few days. It still hurt a lot.

Song Xi immediately sensed that something was wrong. Lan Lan? "

She immediately let go of her, and her eyes were filled with worry and panic. you ... Did I hurt you just now?"

"I'm fine." Shi qinglan raised her hand and touched the cut.

Her injury wasn't that weak. She was just a little sensitive from the sudden impact, but nothing else.

Song Xi furrowed his brows in embarrassment. ah, I remember now. The tutor seemed to have said that you were injured and hospitalized ... Did I bump into your wound just now? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Shi qinglan patted her head gently and comforted song Xi, "it's just a small injury. I've recovered.

"Really?" Song Xi was still a little worried.