Baili Jing's hand came to rest on Jiang Qingli's ankle, caressing it gently.
It tickled a little.
Jiang Qingli felt no pain. When she looked down, she discovered the wound had already healed. All the redness and irritation were gone, leaving her skin good as new.
Medicine in the Interstellar Era really was something else, healing a wound in no time at all.
"How amazing," Jiang Qingli couldn't help but murmur in awe.
"This medicine is fast for superficial wounds. For bigger injuries, a professional medical pod is quicker," Baili Jing said with a smile. "You used to apply it for me often when we were children."
Jiang Qingli nodded.
But then she suddenly froze.
A strange feeling belatedly dawned on her.
'Baili Jing's tone... it sounded like he was explaining...'
'If it was a medicine they used often as kids, it must be very common. I should already be familiar with its effects, right? Did it really need an explanation?'
'It was the same last time, too.'
