The director paused the shooting, and everyone gathered around, including Jing Mo, who also walked over immediately. He gently lifted Xia Xin's arm with his fingers and said, "You're injured."
Xia Xin was momentarily stunned, only then did she notice that blood droplets had started to emerge from the wound on her arm. There were fragments of gravel, dust, and blood on her entire arm, making it look quite severe.
Having been focused on taking care of Slowpoke, Xia Xin hadn't felt the pain. But now, seeing the extensive wound, she suddenly felt the pain. She frowned and smiled at everyone. She said, "It's okay. You guys continue with the show. I'll go tend to my wound."
With that, Xia Xin carried Slowpoke and left.
Jing Mo checked the time. An hour had passed, and he had to make it to the next set. He bid farewell to the director and the crew.
