Throwing the little guy into the bathroom, Huo Sining noticed Su Qingqing was still standing in the courtyard, feeling puzzled, she couldn't help but shout:
"Why aren't you coming in? Enjoying the chilly wind outside? Come on in, let me take a look at your face. It's all swollen. It looks like it needs some ointment. Fortunately, I have some of Yan Feng's specially made white ointment here. A little bit of it will reduce the swelling quickly."
Su Qingqing snapped back to reality with an "oh," and quickly walked over. Just before entering the house, she couldn't help but glance again at the fish pond, her eyes full of confusion and bewilderment.
"What's up? You're turning back every few steps, what are you looking at?" Huo Sining took out the bottle of specially made bruise medicine from Yan Feng and gestured for Su Qingqing to sit on the sofa, preparing to apply some of the medicine on her and then use Spiritual Energy to smoothen Su Qingqing's condition.
