Ji Tian found Qin Jiangsheng under a tree, with his right hand covered in blood, looking up at something unknown.
"Qin Jiangsheng," she called out upon hearing Ji Tian's voice.
He turned to glance at her, and his indifferent gaze made Ji Tian hesitate to approach. He seemed like himself yet also unlike himself. The air around him was full of conflicting qualities that made Ji Tian's steps halt abruptly, not daring to come closer. Eventually, she overcame her fear of the aloof Qin Jiangsheng and walked up to him.
She held medical gauze and iodine in her hands, took hold of his hand, and without asking why he had gotten into a fight, she said, "How could you be so careless and hurt your hand? What will you do about the school exam?"
There was a gash in the palm of his hand, caused by pottery, and the wound had already begun to clot. She stuffed the gauze into his hand, cleaned his wound with iodine, and said, "This might hurt a little; just bear with it."
