An Junxi moved her ankle, "It's okay."
"Hmm."
There were no other words.
An Junxi remained silent, believing Mr. Gu needed the quiet more right now.
Soon, Gu Yikun put down the medicine and applied the burn ointment to her hand, "Don't touch water tonight."
"Thank you, Mr. Gu."
Gu Yikun gently lowered An Junxi's foot and bent down to help her put on her slippers.
It tugged at An Junxi's heartstrings. Would the high-and-mighty Gu Yikun actually do such things?
She stared at Gu Yikun in a daze. Why was he doing this? Wasn't he afraid she might overthink it?
An Junxi was indeed having some wild thoughts.
Gu Yikun put away the medicine and stood up, "If there's no problem, help me trim the balcony plants." His tone remained as cold as ever, no different from usual.
An Junxi snapped out of her thoughts. Gu Yikun tending to her wounds only proved his good upbringing. If she overthought it... that would truly be ridiculous.
