After speaking, Ye Lingran looked at the injury on his hand, and asked with a hint of concern, "Does it hurt?"
"It's fine." Yun Qi wasn't really bothered by such a minor injury and didn't take it to heart.
Seeing his relaxed tone and laid-back demeanor, Ye Lingran felt somewhat displeased inside but couldn't say anything. When the waiter brought the gauze, Ye Lingran wrapped it around his hand: "When we just came, there seemed to be no pharmacy around here, so we'll have to clean the wound when we get back. I brought a travel first-aid kit myself, with some antiseptic and medical alcohol inside."
"You even brought a first-aid kit?"
"It's kind of a habit! I stayed abroad for a while before, so whenever I go anywhere, I always bring the first-aid kit just in case." Ye Lingran nodded. Seeing the white gauze on his hand being gradually soaked by red blood, she turned to the waiter and said, "Check, please!" After speaking, she went back to her seat to get her bag, coat, and scarf.
