"Your hand is bleeding!"
Qin Youxuan's eyes tensed up as she tried to grasp his hand, only to be pulled away by Dan Hanjie.
"I am not going to die. A little bloodshed will only allow you to see how worried you are."
"..."
Qin Youxuan's body stiffened in disbelief as she looked up at him.
Has he gone mad?
He was making light of his own body, just so she would worry about him.
Did he realize how severe his hand injury was?
The glass cut him so deep that it nearly severed his tendons.
It took great effort to suture it up, and yet he was using his body to threaten her once again...
"Have you lost your mind?" Qin Youxuan shouted, stepping back and glaring at him.
"You're a madman, a madman!"
"..."
Dan Hanjie squinted, his deep gaze fixated on her hysterical display.
An elusive light flashed across his resolute face.
