Hearing Lin Tian's words, He Qianqian hesitated a bit but ultimately followed Lin Tian outside.
Walking down a small path, a calmer He Qianqian noticed the bloodstains on Lin Tian's body and expressed her concern, "Are you okay? Let's go to the hospital and get you checked out."
"It's nothing, just superficial wounds!" Lin Tian replied nonchalantly.
Indeed, they were superficial wounds. Although there appeared to be some blood on Lin Tian's body, his injuries were not severe.
When Lin Tian tensed his muscles, those daggers couldn't penetrate too deeply.
The most serious wound was the one on his abdomen, but even that was only about a centimeter deep. It was no big deal.
"Let me see!" Despite Lin Tian saying it was nothing serious, He Qianqian still apprehensively grabbed Lin Tian's hand.
Lin Tian's wounds were mainly on his arms; a series of fine cuts were visible.
By this time, the blood from these cuts had mostly clotted.
