Xue Xingzhou looked at Gu Kai Zhi. "You're injured?"
Gu Kai Zhi smiled. "It's just a scratch."
Then he said to Mr. He, "Uncle, it's nothing. I can have a drink with you."
Mr. He waved his hand dismissively. "Since you're injured, you shouldn't drink. We can drink together once you've recovered."
Gu Kai Zhi said with a smile, "That works too."
Xue Xingzhou had a sharp eye. Watching Gu Kai Zhi's movements, he could tell the injury was on his arm.
"You haven't even found a wife yet, kid. You'd better take good care of yourself."
Gu Kai Zhi shot Xue Xingzhou a look. "I'm in perfect health."
This was a man's pride for you—you could say anything else, but you could never say he wasn't in good shape.
Mr. He also chimed in, "Kid Xue is right. Young people must take care of their health, especially you soldiers. You have to look after yourselves and be careful. Otherwise, when you get older, you'll have all sorts of problems."
