“What!– where!?” Gina dropped her bag and splayed both hands on her chest. She followed the panic-stricken guy's gaze and gasped.
He was staring wide-eyed at her knee which was bandaged heavily. The hem of her cloth was pulled up, probably due to the fit she had just thrown with her bag.
And now, her bare knee was exposed.
“It– It’s not a big deal.” She quickly tugged the cloth back and said, “I scratched my leg somewhere. Hehe, If you haven’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have remembered.”
She was speaking the truth but seeing his expression Gina felt a headache coming. ‘Urgh!’
“No, Gina. You’re hurt!” Fred pointed a shaking finger at her knee. “See, there are traces of blood on it. L… let’s go– I’ll take you to the hospital. Yes, it won’t hurt again after we get to the hospital”
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