He Ning frowned deeply, but with Cheng Yi gone, there was nothing more he could do.
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Meanwhile, back in the He family home...
"Fourth Brother, did you find the medicinal wine or not?"
He Jing sat on the sofa, enjoying He Sui's care. It was a wonderful feeling.
He Sui anxiously rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, replying with a tight voice, "I'm looking, I'm looking!"
Soon after, he found a black bottle with a wooden stopper tucked in a corner. He grabbed it and squatted in front of He Jing.
"Here, let me apply it for you."
He Jing smiled bashfully, giving He Sui access to her arm. With her head tilted and a curl to her cherry-colored lips, she began, "Fourth Brother, why haven't I seen this gentle side to you before?"
The fingers He Sui used to apply the medicine to He Jing's bruise trembled. He looked up, his eyebrows arched. "Gentle? Don't kid yourself. Besides, you shouldn't use such sissy words to describe me."