But even though she was one against three, she didn't really suffer a loss. Those three women were worse off; after all, she had learned some martial arts.
Rong Xun watched her clumsy manner and couldn't bear it anymore. He walked over, grabbed the ointment and cotton swab from her hand, and ordered, "Turn around and sit properly!"
Qiao Xi: "..."
She instinctively followed the order, turning to face the man beside her, but they were so close that she felt like she could hardly breathe!
Qiao Xi stared at the incredibly handsome face in front of her. A man's skin could actually be this good, without a visible pore, and his features were so well-defined, he was just like a male lead from an anime.
"Bear with it. It may sting a bit; let's disinfect first." Rong Xun's deep voice came, almost making Qiao Xi's heart jump out of her chest.
"Okay." Qiao Xi responded, not even daring to breathe. When the stinging pain came, she couldn't help but hiss, "Will I be disfigured?"
