Ye Xiaoyuan's Clothes

"Don't bother." Qin Niexun stopped him immediately, "It's just a minor injury. We can take care of it after Second Brother gets some rest. It's not urgent."

"Not urgent?" Qin Qianyi hesitated but eventually stopped and walked over to him, examining his injured arm closely. "Didn't you hurt your bones? It looks pretty bloody."

Although he hadn't seen the injury directly, the cloth wrapped around the arm was soaked with blood, staining it a deep red.

"It was just a cut from a knife. The bleeding has stopped," Qin Niexun glanced at his watch, "Aren't you going to school? You should head out."

"Oh, right. If I delay any longer, I'll be late," Qin Qianyi hurried toward the door, glancing back at his Fourth Brother's arm. "Fourth Brother, are you going to be okay?"

"It's not like my hand's been severed," Qin Niexun gave him a blank look.

Seeing his Fourth Brother's dismissive attitude, Qin Qianyi knew there was no need to worry, smiled, "Alright then, I'm off. See you tonight."