“Battle Medal”

"It's done," Nan Hua said calmly, yet there was a hint of distress from her tone.

Long Qian Xing, who was used to pay close attention to Nan Hua, naturally didn't miss this. He turned around and looked at Nan Hua behind him hurriedly.

Seeing her indifferent expression yet her eyes seemed to show worry, Long Qian Xing showed a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine. Scars are the battle medal for men. It's nothing bad."

Nan Hua looked at Long Qian Xing and nodded lightly. Now that Long Qian Xing turned around, she realized that he had more scars on his front. Not to mention, there was a large scars from his right shoulder towards his left stomach.

It was definitely a fatal injury if not treated in a hurry.