He held her small hand, intending to tuck it back under the blanket, but caught sight of the wound on her arm.
It was....
He carefully examined it in his palm, only then noticing that the place she had scalded that day was still swollen, though the skin hadn't broken.
Thinking of Lu Shenglin's sickness lately, she must have been so busy that she couldn't even tend to her own wounds.
At his chest, around the location of the fifth rib...
There was a faint, faint discomfort.
After a moment of hesitation, the man pursed his lips and got up, fetching the burn ointment that was kept in the medicine box, then gently and evenly applying it to her wound.
After finishing, there was another moment of hesitation...
Finally, he gently lifted the blanket, wanting to check on the healing of her burn.
She was having a fever, and being sensitive to the cold, she shrunk into a ball as soon as he lifted the blanket.
As he expected, although the burn wasn't deep, it was still swollen.
