Qiao Xiguan felt ashamed.
Gu Zichen picked up the ointment and applied it.
As soon as it touched Qiao Xiguan's wound,
she couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.
Gu Zichen's hand trembled for a moment, apparently clenching his teeth, and he vigorously applied the medicine.
Qiao Xiguan was in so much pain she wanted to kill someone.
This time it was definitely not a psychological effect.
Qiao Xiguan screamed, her voice deafening.
Outside the room, downstairs in the living room, Wa Da touched his own ears, "I'm not hallucinating, am I?"
"You shouldn't be," Yin Xiang said.
"Are they having that good of a time?" Wa Da asked.
"Who knows."
"The boss really is extraordinary," Wa Da admired sincerely.
"Indeed, it's astonishing," Yin Xiang nodded.
Then everyone in the living room shared a knowing smile and considerately turned the volume of the TV up a bit higher.
Back in the room.
