The process of applying the medicine was also quite tortuous.
After recuperating, Su Zhiruan could now feel pain.
But Ji Xiaoyuan's hand was somewhat heavy, so she clenched her teeth and endured it.
"Ah——"
When he applied the ointment again, his touch was really too forceful.
Hearing the girl's faint cry, Ji Xiaoyuan immediately stopped, "Did I use too much strength?"
He looked at the girl, only to find tears welling up in Su Zhiruan's eyes.
She bit her lip, her eyes reddening slightly as she nodded, "...It's, it's okay."
"I can handle it." She added another sentence.
When Ji Xiaoyuan applied the medicine again, he was extremely gentle, carefully holding her calf and applying the herbal medicine on her knee.
During the process, he glanced at Su Zhiruan again.
She endured the pain without saying a word, which truly made one's heart ache.
But with things that should be said left unsaid, Ji Xiaoyuan felt as if a small flame had been ignited in his heart.
