Ye Wanting's first reaction was to touch her own face.
Then she thought for a moment, "I forgot."
Yaen Chi's expression was as dark as soot, "You forgot who hit you?"
Ye Wanting's neck shrank slightly, "It was one of those three people, I forgot who exactly."
Yaen Chi was about to curse, but after hearing her explanation, he swallowed half of his anger. At least she didn't hide it from him. A dark part of him even grumbled a bit at Wu Xiao, thinking if you're going to protect someone, do it properly; letting someone slap them in the face makes getting stabbed seem like nothing.
"Come with me to apply some medicine."
Ye Wanting's fingers were resting on Yaen Chi's hand, so he easily held her hand and led her to the clinic.
The doctor on duty took one look at her, had Ye Wanting sit down, and applied some ointment to her face. Actually, it would have been fine even without it; wrapping a warm egg in a towel and applying it to the face could also reduce the swelling.
