Overestimated His Self-Control

Hearing this, Lin Qingyuan stared daggers at him.

It was dreadfully embarrassing to be wounded in that very specific part.

Nevertheless, it was all thanks to this man.

Why was he only showing concern for her now?

However, she could not deny the discomfort she was feeling right now. It was a burning sensation that made it difficult for her to even sit.

It was better to treat it early than to let it worsen and be forced to see a physician.

Fighting back her embarrassment, she held out a hand to him. "I can do it myself. Give me the medicine and get out."

"You can do it yourself?" Long Xuan eyed her incredulously.

Lin Qingyuan blushed. "That's none of your business. I can always ask Bai He to help me." She would ask anyone but him.

Hearing that she wanted Bai He to help her, Long Xuan frowned. "I'm your husband; it's more appropriate to let me do it than an outsider. Besides…" He trailed off, leaving his sentence unfinished.