"I'm… fine…" Nangong Jue leaned against Le Yao. "Thank you for coming to see me."
"Are you really fine?" Le Yao glanced at him. "Then I'm leaving." She pretended to push him away.
"No." Nangong Jue hurriedly corrected himself. "My wound hurts."
Le Yao rolled her eyes. "Lay down. I'll find Second Young Master Fu."
"There's no need. It's just bleeding. He left some medicine. I'll be fine after changing it." Nangong Jue hurriedly shook his head. If he really came back, wouldn't his act be in vain?
"Where?" Le Yao helped him to the bed and lay down.
"In the box on the table over there. The white bottle."
Le Yao brought the medicine and gauze over, but she looked at the injured area and felt a little embarrassed. "This… is there another man in the house?"
"Why are you looking for other men?" Nangong Jue frowned.
"You have to put medicine on your butt. I'm a woman. It's not suitable."
