"It's been poured out," Xiao Changyi said straightforwardly.
An Jing smiled, "Thank you."
Xiao Changyi's thin lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.
Once the Niu Jin Grass was crushed, Xiao Changyi went to untie the bandage on An Jing's right foot. The Niu Jin Grass that had been applied to her ankle the day before had dried up. Xiao Changyi gently stroked it, and all the dried Niu Jin Grass fell to the ground.
Seeing that An Jing's right ankle was not as red and swollen as the day before, Xiao Changyi felt somewhat relieved. First, he washed her right foot, then dried it with a clean towel.
Then, Xiao Changyi applied a fresh poultice of Niu Jin Grass on An Jing's right ankle.
An Jing just sat there, quietly watching Xiao Changyi earnestly apply the crushed Niu Jin Grass, feeling that spending her life with him would be a wonderful thing.
"I'm going over to the village chief's," Xiao Changyi said after he was done applying the Niu Jin Grass.
"Mm."
