"Why are you crying? It's just a minor injury; it's not serious. Which soldier doesn't get injured?" Qin Jian pulled An Hao up into his arms and held her close, "If I told you about it, wouldn't you worry all day?"
"But if you don't tell me, I'll still worry when I find out!"
"No need to worry. We are in a time of peace; there will be no wars, no bloody sacrifices. It's just a minor injury; it'll heal with some rest." He had experienced bloody sacrifices on the battlefield, and this injury was nothing more than a bit of pain to him.
"How did you get hurt?" An Hao asked with concern.
"I was hit by a falling rock from the mountain. It doesn't hurt anymore; it's fine now. It's just that the wound looks a bit ferocious. Won't it scare you?" Qin Jian spoke quietly.
"How could it scare me? Have you forgotten that I am studying medicine?" An Hao pushed him away, squatted down, and gently touched his scar, "This isn't ferocious at all. It's the pride of a soldier! A badge of honor!"