"Where is the medicine? I'll go get it."
Qiao Si paid no attention to her dissatisfaction. He believed that she would be better by tomorrow, but that was still not until tomorrow. The medicine would help her heal faster, so why would she just sit and wait for her hand to heal on its own?
In the end, the pathetically ill Big Boss Ye obediently extended her hand for her boyfriend to apply the medicine.
Ye Xiao looked up at the sky, feeling that she was on a path of embarrassment with no return.
As a villainous boss, how could she apply medicine to an injury? That was too damaging to her dignity. After an injury, she should rely on her body to bear it; only then would her subordinates and enemies fear her.
Qiao Si gently applied the medicine to her while tenderly blowing on her hand to try to alleviate the pain.
Poor Ye Xiao didn't feel any pain to begin with, but the meticulous care made her feel ticklish instead.
"Can you stop blowing? It doesn't hurt."
