He was not old, but his superior temperament was too strong, making it easy for others to ignore his age. His appearance was too good, so it was difficult to notice that he was only in his early twenties.
The old team doctor touched his earlobe, smiled, and waved at Qiao Nian. "Little girl, come over quickly. Let me take a look at you."
Qiao Nian walked over and sat down.
"Where are you hurt?" The old team doctor couldn't tell where she was injured, so he simply asked her.
Qiao Nian turned sideways and said in a low and hoarse voice, "This arm."
The old team doctor's expression became a little more serious when he saw the blood seeping out of her shirt. However, seeing that there was not much blood on her sleeve, he still thought that it was a small injury.
"Then take off your jacket and let me take a look."
"Mm."
Qiao Nian was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt over her shirt. This was her habit. She always liked wearing a T-shirt under the sweater.
