"Where did you go, how did you sprain your foot?" Tingxuan just happened to come downstairs. Seeing this, he quickly reached out to support her.
"I'm fine..." She stubbornly pushed him away.
"Let me see!"
He forced her to sit down on the sofa.
His large hand held her small foot, and he saw a large bruise on her ankle, looking really painful.
He then called for a maid to bring some liniment...
"Ouch, don't touch me!"
"Don't move!!"
He sternly ordered, and she stopped struggling.
He half-knelt on the ground, poured liniment into his palm, and carefully massaged her foot.
At first, it hurt a little, but gradually it got better...
Inadvertently raising his head, he saw a small figure cowering in the corner, looking at her with frightened eyes.
She silently looked away.
After Tingxuan finished massaging her foot, he helped her put on her socks.
"You've twisted it so badly, don't go to work today, rest well at home, your husband will take care of you!"
