บท 70: Chapter 70

As Qin You took a seat, Su Junxin suddenly wrinkled her nose and frowned at him.

"Why do I smell blood on you?"

His movements momentarily paused, "Oh, I accidentally cut my hand when I went to the bathroom just now."

"Let me see." Her tone left no room for argument.

Qin You pursed his lips, and a sharp silver light momentarily flashed from his fingertips hidden at his side, slicing through his skin.

The silver light vanished, and he obediently extended his left hand with his palm opened.

A long, narrow wound was clearly visible on the pad of his index finger, still oozing blood.

Su Junxin immediately furrowed her eyebrows, and took out iodine and a cotton swab from her backpack, pulling his hand toward her and carefully disinfecting it.

Qin You watched as she tended to his wound with a serious expression, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, unable to suppress his joy.