"What are you following us for?"
Seeing Wang Manwen catch up, Qin Zheng stopped walking, turned around, and asked her coldly.
This woman had always targeted Wanwan.
Had it not been for the fact that the foreigner was from Black Hawk, he wouldn't have intervened last night.
Wang Manwen bit her lip, her voice gentle, "Qin Zheng, you saved me, and I would feel guilty if I did nothing. Please accept this ointment, let me see if your hand injury is serious, okay?"
The hand Qin Zheng had injured was always tucked in his pocket.
Wang Manwen couldn't see his injury, nor had Zou Linsang seen it yet.
Hearing what Wang Manwen said, Zou Linsang softly asked, "Senior, where are you hurt? Is it serious?"
Qin Zheng shook his head, "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury."
"Let me see."
Zou Linsang's gaze fell on the hand he was looking into his pocket, and Qin Zheng curved his lips.
He responded with an "okay," and then stretched his hand out of his pocket.
