" What do you mean by small injury?" Ye Liu was so angry that he wished he could smack his wife on the back of her head. He clearly smelled blood when Yu Dong stumbled, even if he did not see the mercenaries, he knew that it had something to do with them.
He poured the medicine into his palm and then rubbed it in his hands to warm it up before applying it to Yu Dong's wound.
Under his palm and the mildly cool medicine, Yu Dong hissed sharply. Though she hated to admit it now that Ye Liu was touching the bruise, it was hurting quite a bit.
Ye Liu gently massaged the wound that was swelling, the areas that he massaged suddenly started to feel cool and Yu Dong felt the stinging sensation calm down a little as the medicine started to act up.
" It's a good medicine, where did you get it?" She asked while looking at the faint white ointment.
