After hearing Jeong's light wince, Hyeon quickly became flustered. He immediately proceeded to carefully turn Jeong around several times, fumbling around his little brother's body. He was trying to discern whether there was a wound anywhere and how bad it was.
Sensing his brother's growing panic and distraught appearance, Jeong tried his best to swallow the gasps of pain he was on the verge of letting out. He pushed them back into his throat and gave Hyeon a faltering, yet very warm smile.
Droplets of sweat were forming on his forehead, but Jeong ignored them. It was dark anyway, so there was a high chance of Hyeon not being able to notice anything abnormal.
"Brother, I'm alright. Please don't worry about me." Jeong said softly.
"How can I not worry?!" Hyeon snapped, then with a deep sigh he added in a low voice, almost like a plea. "Just tell me if you're hurt or not. Don't hide it from me, Jeong. It can be dangerous if we leave it untreated."
