Lan Shan stared blankly at the ointment he handed over, unable to speak for a while. Did he go and buy medicine for her?
Seeing that she had no intention of taking it, Gong Shaoyu said lightly, "Apply the medicine; it'll heal faster."
"Thanks, I'll apply it when I get home." She took the ointment from his hand, intending to put it in her bag. "Apply it now."
Hearing this, Lan Shan wanted to ask why, but when she met his eyes, she didn't ask the question. Instead, Gong Shaoyu spoke again, saying, "If you don't apply the medicine now, I don't mind helping you, and at that time, it won't matter about distinctions between men and women."
After saying this, he turned his head to the side. Lan Shan pressed her lips together in silence, and after a while, she confirmed that he couldn't see her movements, then gently lifted her skirt.
She lifted the skirt to her knee, revealing a red patch on her knee. Pressing it with her finger, it still hurt quite a bit.
