Ye Anqi didn't waste any words with him. "Where do you need the medicine applied?"
Ya Shitian handed her the bottle of medicine. "Wherever you got injured, apply it there."
Ye Anqi studied the instructions for the medicine just like a doctor would.
Then she lifted his blanket in one swift motion, fully exposing Ya Shitian's body...
Facing his body, Ye Anqi's expression remained indifferent, her gaze calm and unflinching.
It was as if what she was looking at wasn't a man's body, but an inanimate object, like a vase, or pots and pans...
Or perhaps a pile of dung.
Ya Shitian was very displeased with her look.
Ye Anqi applied the medicine swiftly but meticulously, without a trace of perfunctoriness.
This left Ya Shitian with no room to find fault.
Ye Anqi pulled the blanket over him. "Young Master Ye, rest early. I'll come back to take care of you tomorrow."
"Stay." He suddenly said.
Ye Anqi smiled oddly. "I hope you remember, I am still your cousin!"
"..."
