"Apply the ointment!" Gong Beiyao's face was taut as he hastily opened the ointment and went to smear it on her.
"I'm not sick, why should I have ointment applied!" Sheng Qianxia desperately covered herself.
"You're in pain down there."
"I meant my stomach, my stomach hurts!" she frantically explained, "I'm having 'that', don't you understand? It's Aunt Flo, the period, menstruation... You don't need to apply ointment, I just need a sanitary pad!"
She was truly afraid that if she explained even a bit slower, she would be 'specially' treated by him!
"..." Gong Beiyao's movements suddenly froze, then he tossed the ointment aside, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Although his tone was cold, the redness at the base of his ears betrayed his true emotions.
"You didn't give me a chance, how could I tell you?"
Sheng Qianxia hurriedly tried to put on her pants in a panicked flurry, but struggled to get them on after several attempts.
