"No, don't move; I'm fine!" Wang Jianjun waved his hand to stop Aunt Wang, as his leg was itching unbearably and his entire face seemed somewhat distorted, sweat beads the size of peas oozing from his forehead.
Li Xiaobao watched Wang Jianjun's expression, smiled faintly, and said nothing, picking up the previously prepared herbal medicine and opening the bottle.
Just as the bottle was opened, the people in the room felt an incredibly refreshing fragrance that instantly filled the entire space, invigorating everyone.
Wang Jianjun, smelling the fragrance of the herbs from the bottle, felt the itching on his leg also seemed to relieve quite a bit.
"Come, you apply it on him!" Li Xiaobao, holding the medicine bottle, said to Zheng Jiaojiao, who was standing behind Wang Jianjun.
Zheng Jiaojiao did not hesitate, took the bottle directly, extracted a bit of herb with her delicate fingers, and gently started applying it on Wang Jianjun's leg.