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Mai Xiaomai finally awoke at his calling, her eyes still heavy with sleep, she looked at him dazedly, her tone irritated, "Has no one ever told you that disturbing someone's sweet dreams is extremely unethical?"
"Where else are you injured? Why are you covered in blood?"
Qiao Chutian asked anxiously.
"You're the one covered in blood."
Mai Xiaomai retorted, then something occurred to her, and she turned to look at her skirt behind her. Seeing the pool of blood, as well as the blood on the yellow blanket in Qiao Chutian's hands, she realized what had happened and felt immensely embarrassed. She quickly snatched the blanket, wrapping it tightly around herself.
"No, I'm taking you to the hospital right now!"
As soon as Qiao Chutian finished speaking, he picked up Xiaomai, blanket and all, intending to take her to the hospital.
"Put me down, I'm not injured."