Carrying You Home

Qin Zhenzhen nodded in agreement. "You're right. We must report this to the governmental office!"

"But for now, our priority should be getting him back home safely."

"When the chief arrives, please inform him about the situation. If he needs more details, tell him to visit our home."

The villagers all supported Qin Zhenzhen's decision.

At this point, Qin Silong had already torn off the cloth and expertly bandaged his wound. He was well-versed in first aid.

Though still pale, Qin Silong's spirits were rising, and he no longer feared for his life. He even had the energy to ask Qin Silong various questions.

"Is the wound really not deep? I felt like I was dying at first, but now it seems like it's not a big issue."

Qin Silong also found this peculiar. He recalled the time when Qin Zhenzhen had a forehead injury. Despite the significant bleeding, the wound turned out to be just a shallow scar.

Was Zhenzhen hiding something from him?