The bright red liquid made Song Weiyi shiver, causing her legs to tremble.
She had always thought she wasn't frightened by the sight of blood, but in this moment, as she saw Pei Yibai like this, Song Weiyi realized she had been wrong.
"I'm fine, don't panic." Pei Yibai shook his head, trying his best to maintain his composure.
But within Song Weiyi's clear line of sight, his hand was continuously trembling.
A piercing pain in her heart—his hand was already out of control, and he says he's fine?
If this continues, Pei Yibai's hand will be ruined.
"Give me the rod." Song Weiyi steeled her heart, forcibly shifting her gaze away from Pei Yibai's hand.
She couldn't look; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to keep calm.
"I can do this." Song Weiyi told Pei Yibai, and also herself.
She had to act quickly; if Pei Yibai didn't get to a hospital soon...
Such a proud man, she didn't even dare to think about the consequences.
