Bai Lin's hands were like a pair of iron pincers that held Bai Xi's down tightly. Bai Xi suppressed her disgust and looked at Bai Lin with a gentle expression. Her eyes were misty with a layer of tears, and she looked like she was withstanding the pain. "I'm sorry, jiejie. If I did anything wrong, I'll apologize to you. Don't be angry."
Bai Lin knew that Bai Xi hated physical contact with her, so she squeezed the medicine onto her hand and slowly spread it. As their skin rubbed against each other, Bai Xi's goosebumps rose and she almost failed to hold back her pitiful expression.
Was Bai Lin crazy? She actually touched her hand!
Was she not disgusted? She had never been willing to touch her before!
Bai Lin carefully touched Bai Xi's wound and slowly smiled. "Don't be afraid. Your hand is wounded. I'm applying some medicine for you."
Bai Xi's hair stood on end.
