Shi Qing was puzzled. Clearly, she was the one injured, so why was An Yin upset?
"It's nothing." An Yin looked at the injuries on Shi Qing's face and asked awkwardly, "Did someone hit you?"
She knew that Shi Qing didn't like talking much, especially about such personal matters. Even if Shi Qing didn't answer, An Yin would understand.
"Yeah." Shi Qing didn't deny it, but she didn't plan to reveal much either.
The atmosphere became a bit quiet.
It was obvious that Shi Qing didn't want to say more.
An Yin didn't continue to press her for answers.
"All done." An Yin straightened up and handed the ointment to her. "You should keep the ointment here. Remember to apply it once every day."
Shi Qing didn't want to accept it.
Seeing her conflicted expression, An Yin could only threaten, "If you don't take it, I'll come over and apply it for you every day until you're healed."
"Thank you."
Shi Qing took it.
