His hand, which was holding the ointment, dodged. The moment I moved my hand, it fell into his palm. I struggled hard to break free, but I didn't expect that he would use his strength as well. The area that had been scalded began to violently.
I sweated from the pain and glared at him." What do you want?"
"Apply the medicine."
"I said I'll do it myself!"
"I'm not discussing it with you."
I was furious. This man was completely different from before. He was simply a shameless scoundrel.
When the ointment was applied to the wound, the burning pain gradually stopped. Therefore, I obediently let him finish the medicine for me.
He spun the lid of the ointment and glanced at me. He smiled and said," It's better to look comfortable."
I rolled my eyes in disdain and didn't want to gossip wi
