"Mr. Mo…" Qin Youxue cautiously called out.
"What is it?"
"From now on, I'll handle applying the medicine myself…" Qin Youxue glanced at his expression and said softly, "You really don't need to trouble yourself."
"Do you even know how?" Mo Hexuan cast her a disdainful look. "Is your technique better than mine?"
"........." Qin Youxue was speechless.
This guy… such… such a narcissist…
She was at a loss.
When it came to his bandaging skills, Mo Hexuan appeared extremely confident.
Not only did he flatly reject Qin Youxue's idea of taking matters into her own hands, but he also decisively took over the responsibility of applying medicine to her foot from now on.
Throwing the clothes on the couch toward her, he said, "Hurry and put them on."
