Li Yan frowned as he gently wiped the potion.
The medicine was applied to the red and swollen area, and it seeped into the skin in a stimulating manner. A burning pain spread.
Qiao Mu couldn't control herself for a moment, and she took a deep breath.
Li Yan looked up at her. " Does it hurt? "
His tone was low and carried a hint of concern. It was completely different from his previous fierce and angry attitude. He suddenly became gentle.
Qiao Mu bit her lip. He had always been like this. He would give her a slap and then give her a sweet date to eat, treating her like a pet. When he wanted to treat her well, he would smile at her, but when he wasn't interested in treating her well, he would act like he wanted to eat her up!
Qiao Mu bit her lip and said stiffly, ""It doesn't hurt!"
It was as if the heavens were punishing her for lying. The burning sensation enveloped her entire wrist, causing her to clench her fists tightly in pain.
