After taking the medicine, Si Chu offered to apply ointment on Mingshu, but she decisively refused with a flushed face.
"No need, I can do it myself!"
Feeding medicine was already the limit of what she could handle right now, would applying ointment not mean undressing?
Thinking about that scene, Mingshu buried her face in the blanket and firmly refused.
Her skin wasn't thick enough to that extent.
Upon hearing this, Si Chu's brows furrowed slightly, "Can you even see your back?"
His expression was serious, obviously without any disordered thoughts.
Mingshu's voice, muffled by the bedding, was indistinct, "I... I'll try my best."
Before Si Chu could say anything, she suddenly remembered something, quickly lifted her head, and her expression turned tense.
"Right, when you came to find me, did you see a girl about my age? Is she alright?"
