There was a wound there which had not recovered, and the scar was especially big. She hurriedly went over and held onto his sleepwear and tugged at it.
The wound was a distance away from the heart. It was the size of three fingers. It was not fully recovered, and the newly grown flesh had not healed, making it look uneven. She had seen a similar scar on her master. Her master had said that it was a gunshot wound.
Shen Qianshu's face turned pale. Ye Ling also reacted and put on his sleepwear quickly.
He had been well-behaved this period of time, and that was because he did not want her to see this scar. After he came back from Iceland, he had been recuperating. He had almost recovered, but it was still quite frightening to look at.
"Master, this… "
