After doing this, she finally calmed down. She leaned over to check the wounds on Wei Yu's body. She was so frightened just now that she forgot that she also knew some basic first aid knowledge. When she reached out, Wei Yu grabbed her wrist to stop her.
Pei Jiao hurriedly said, "I want to stop the bleeding first." Her voice was shaking. Overwhelmed worry was making her panic.
Wei Yu's face was pale and his forehead was covered in layers of sweat. Even so, he ignored his own safety and did not let her touch him, afraid that he would scare her. "Don't touch it."
But this time, Pei Jiao did not allow him to refuse and forcefully checked the wounds on his body. His clothes were pulled open, and a shocking wound was at the edge of his left abdomen. Blood flowed out, as if there was no end to it. It was unknown if he had injured his vital points. "Wei Yu, does it hurt very much?"
Wei Yu shook his head. "It doesn't hurt."
