Lan Ying was almost in tears from the pain, her eyes brimming with tears. "You're the idiot! Your whole family are idiots!"
Mo Han choked and didn't say anything more.
"What are you standing there for! Hurry up and apply the medicine for me!" Lan Ying was so angry when she saw Mo Han staring blankly that she stomped her feet. After saying that, she pushed open Mo Han's door and went in.
Mo Han paused for a moment, then said helplessly, "General, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to enter someone else's room so late?"
Lan Ying pouted, "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Since you're afraid your innocence will be questioned, then just leave the door open!"
Mo Han was speechless. Whether I'm innocent or not doesn't matter. If you, a young lady, aren't afraid, why should I be?
Lan Ying plopped down in a chair and carefully applied the prepared ointment herself.
Seeing Lan Ying's clumsy movements, Mo Han couldn't help but laugh. When Lan Ying saw him laughing at her, she said irritably, "I order you to apply medicine to this general!"
Then Mo Han's smile vanished. He, a dignified realm lord, was actually applying medicine to a little girl... truly...
Mo Han carefully applied the ointment to Lan Ying, her movements were so careful, as if she was afraid of accidentally hurting Lan Ying.
Seeing that his application of the medicine was not as good as hers, Lan Ying mercilessly mocked, "Haha, the pot calling the kettle black, you're just as clumsy as me!"
Mo Han glared at Lan Ying but didn't say anything, and carefully applied the medicine for her.
Lan Ying looked at Mo Han, whose purple eyes bore a resemblance to Gu Liyan's, only Gu Liyan's were deeper. Lan Ying glanced at Mo Han, her gaze lingering on his abdomen; the wound was undeniably conspicuous.
"Alright, if this ointment works, your finger should be fine," Mo Han said.
But Lan Ying remained motionless, her eyes fixed on her abdomen. She said irritably, "Hey, you female hooligan, haven't you stared enough?!"
"Huh?" Lan Ying came to her senses and blushed instantly upon hearing Mo Han's words. She stood up, said "Goodbye," and slunk away.
"You forgot your... ointment..." Mo Han began, holding Lan Ying's ointment, but she had already disappeared.
Mo Han smiled wryly, "This girl..."
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