"You were injured because of me. I don't want to owe you anything. I'll apply the medicine for you!" Bai Ran took the medicinal wine and squatted down.
"No, no. I can do it myself." When Chen Chen thought of Bai Ran's appearance in the middle of the night, he felt like he owed her. How could he let her apply medicine for him?
Bai Ran was unmoved and said, "It's not convenient for you to bend down now. Sit properly. There's no need to be embarrassed."
Since he had already said so, Chen Chen could not say anything and could only sit upright.
Bai Ran took the cotton bud and carefully applied the medicinal wine to Chen Chen's swollen feet. She applied it very evenly.
Although his bones were reconnected, the swollen pain did not disappear. Chen Chen still tried his best to endure it, his face red.
Seeing how painful he was, Bai Ran could not bear it. She gently blew at the swollen area with her mouth.