Ruanruan felt terribly heartbroken about the bruises and injuries on Jiang Jincheng's body.
She carefully rolled up the sleeves on his body, her little face wrinkled in concern, looking as if the injuries were on her own body.
"Brother Jincheng, I'll gently blow on it. If it hurts, just tell Ruanruan, okay?"
Jiang Jincheng felt sweet inside, but seeing Ruanruan's furrowed little brow made him feel a bit pained as well.
He reached out and brushed his finger over Ruanruan's delicate eyebrows.
"Don't worry, sister. It doesn't hurt. Everyone gets knocked around a bit when they start learning to fight. It'll be fine after a while. Besides, my teacher said I'm a quick learner. I'll become very skilled before long," he said.
Ruanruan pouted her little mouth, "Brother, you're lying to me. How could it not hurt? It looks so painful just to watch. Wait here, I'll go get Master's medicine to apply on you. You'll feel better soon."
