He wiped the blood from her hand. The bloodstains on the dress had already seeped into the fabric, emitting a faint smell of blood, looking a tad bit embarrassing.
Gu Qimiao saw that he was just treating the wound and ignored her talking, so she pulled her hand back, refusing to let him bandage it, and forced him to speak, "Say something!"
Shen Yanchen frowned, forcefully pulling her hand over, "Do you want to die?!"
Gu Qimiao stubbornly pulled her arm back hard, causing the wound to bleed again amid the struggle, "Ignore me if you want, I don't care if I die!"
Shen Yanchen angrily pushed her onto the bed, grabbing and holding her down, now not so gently treating her wound. But she didn't even feel it, and kept saying, "You said you wouldn't be mad at me anymore, or just let me die!"
He picked up some gauze and wrapped it tightly around her arm, his voice cold as he asked her, "Don't tell me you did this to yourself!"
