I roughly wrapped the torn skin of my palm with bandages.
I’d swiped the bandages Seol-Yeong brought.
Judging by the lingering pain, it seemed it would take a while to heal.
‘I did stop the bleeding, but… it’s not very effective.’
I can see blood seeping into the bandage.
I definitely sealed the acupoints to staunch the bleeding, yet it was still oozing.
Was the wound that deep?
I could see bone a little, but thinking of my body’s usual condition, it was definitely slow.
‘What on earth is that material?’
Could it really get this bad just from a touch?
What if I’d been cut by it?
I don’t know for sure, but I doubt the outcome would’ve been good.
However, there’s a question here.
‘Would it be the same even if I sheathed myself in protective qi?’
When we shook hands earlier, it hadn’t occurred to me to wrap myself in protective qi.
If I had, would it have been different? The thought suddenly makes me curious.
‘Should I try it?’
I’m curious enough to try, but if I tried it for nothing and got hurt, I couldn’t afford it.
If nothing else were going on, I would.
‘But right now I need to use my body.’
I have to handle this flesh more carefully right now; I…