"You still want to smell the aroma? Just rest well. Once you're healed, I'll bring whatever you want to eat right in front of you."
Nan Jiaojiao murmured softly, "But I don't want to ruin everyone's mood over just me. That wouldn't be nice."
Bo Yanching pretended not to hear.
Xu Shu smiled gently and leaned down, his voice soft, "Come, let me check your injury."
Nan Jiaojiao lifted her forehead, her face leaning forward automatically. Bo Yanching pinched her neck and pulled her back a little, "Just look like that."
Xu Shu amusingly pressed his finger to the corner of his lips, "It's nothing serious, just a bruise. I'll get you some ointment later. Apply it often, and it'll heal quickly."
Nan Jiaojiao said, "The doctor has already prescribed medicine for me."
"Getting one more from me won't hurt," Xu Shu asked, "Is there anything else?"
Nan Jiaojiao pointed to her head, "Maybe I have a concussion and will become a fool."
