"Yunniang, the medicine is here."
Gu Yan returned swiftly, and Su Yunjin looked at him with surprise, "Husband, how did you come back so quickly?" It had been less than a moment since Gu Yan had returned.
Gu Yan opened a porcelain bottle in his hand and poured some ointment onto his palm, "Yunniang, roll up your sleeve a bit, I will apply the medicine for you now."
Su Yunjin nodded, following Gu Yan's words, she rolled up her sleeve. Gu Yan was applying the medicine to his young wife, afraid of hurting her.
Gu Yan dared not apply too much force, his overly cautious demeanor as a big man seemed somewhat comical to Su Yunjin, who couldn't help but laugh.
Gu Yan scolded his young wife with a stern face.
"Still laughing?" Her arm was injured like this, and this little thing could still laugh? How old is she? Doesn't she know how to take care of herself?
