The injured were self-conscious. Because of the ointment they carried with them, they were also self-wrapped.
When she regained a little strength, Yu Cutie blushed and struggled to get up from Ling Haotian's arms. She took out some medicine juice from the cloth bag she carried with her and evenly smeared it on the bloody spots on Ling Haotian's hands, as well as other injured parts.
"Yumeng, I'll do it myself!" Ling Haotian regained some energy and said with a smile. At the same time, he reached out to take the porcelain bottle from Yumeng's hand.
However, Yumeng shook her head gently, but didn't give it to him. Instead, she carefully smeared it on.
Her cultivation was relatively high. Although she was exhausted, she was not injured. But looking at Ling Haotian's injuries, she felt mor
