Lin Feng, who was still rinsing his naked body under cold water, was startled to see Xue Qingyi. His face flushed with embarrassment. "Qingyi, what are you doing here…"
"Come out quickly. I brought some burn ointment for you." Xue Qingyi's beautiful eyes scanned Lin Feng's well-built physique. She composed herself, her expression feigning calm, then lifted a tube of ointment in her hand. "I brought some burn ointment for you," she said nonchalantly to Lin Feng.
"Oh..." Lin Feng froze for a moment. He turned off the faucet, grabbed a bath towel, wiped himself down, wrapped it around his lower body, and walked out of the bathroom.
"Lie on the bed. Don't move." Upon seeing the large patch of red, burned skin on Lin Feng's back, Xue Qingyi's gaze grew serious, and she instructed Lin Feng in a solemn voice.
Lin Feng obediently did as told. Soon, Xue Qingyi was evenly spreading the cool, soothing ointment on Lin Feng's broad back.
