At times like this, Xia Wanwan's words simply couldn't be trusted. The girl loved to act spoiled, but when she actually cried out in pain, it wasn't necessarily painful; however, when she said it wasn't painful, it definitely was.
Xi Muchen's gaze was gloomy, and his face was covered in a cold frost.
Seeing him like that, Xia Wanwan tugged at the hem of his clothing, emphasizing again, "I'm alright, it really doesn't hurt that much..."
"I'll go get the medicine."
Xi Muchen clearly didn't believe her tall tales, his face dark as he turned and walked out.
Xia Wanwan felt a bit uneasy. When Muchen returned with the medicine, she quickly said, "I can do it myself."
Xi Muchen glanced at the girl who had readjusted her nightgown on the bed, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a smile, "Did I say I was going to apply the medicine for you?"
Xia Wanwan's eyes widened as she looked at him, her face flushed red with both anger and embarrassment, completely at a loss for words.
