Angry, he turned his head and snatched the ointment from the assistant's hand, his voice deep, "Get out!"
"Yes!"
The medical staff quickly turned around and disappeared from sight as if fleeing for their life.
The atmosphere between the two instantly became somewhat awkward.
Rui Hui blinked her enchanting eyes, seeming at a loss.
Diwu Zexuan, however, appeared much calmer, as if the person who just tried to take advantage had not been him. He indifferently twisted open the ointment, squeezed a grain-sized amount on his fingertip, and rubbed it onto Rui Hui's big toe.
His gentle movements carried a hint of pity.
After applying the ointment, he swept her up horizontally and returned to the room.
"Can you now tell me what happened to your foot?" Diwu Zexuan placed her on the bed, considerately covered her with the blanket, and gazed down at her flushed cheeks.
It was rare to see a shy expression on Rui Hui's face.
