Sheng Li looked at Ying Lili. "I will apply the medicine on your foot," Sheng Li said as he forwarded his hand.
"It's fine. You do not need to trouble yourself," Ying Lili replied. Sheng Li did not listen to her and grasped her foot. "If you need to go out tomorrow evening, then you need to recover fast," Sheng Li pronounced.
Ying Lili got delighted upon hearing him. "Are you telling the truth?" Ying Lili questioned.
"Do you think I am lying?" Sheng Li asked, chuckling. He picked the China dish in which herbal paste was put. Ying Lili lifted her skirt slightly. Sheng Li applied the paste over the foot. "Swelling has reduced," Sheng Li said as he kept applying the paste.
Ying Lili put aside the pillow behind her and picked up Sheng Li's mother's diary. "Sheng Li, forgive me for not giving you earlier." Sheng Li lifted his eyes and saw a diary in Ying Lili's hand.
"What's this?" Sheng Li queried.
