Zhang Jian suddenly pulled out a tube of ointment from his pocket, "Almost forgot, you should apply some medicine."
As he spoke, he took off Fang Yuan's mask and began applying the ointment to her face.
This stirred up some jeers from around the dinner table.
"Oh dear!"
"What kind of medicine is it, Zhang Jian?"
"A love potion?"
"Hahaha."
Beside him, Zhang Shan mumbled to himself.
"Damn, I'm so jealous. I'm not in college, how can I date a female college student?"
The group of classmates burst into laughter again.
Bai Mo glanced and saw Fang Yuan's cheeks, indeed producing some white dead skin, beginning to peel and fall off.
And Zhang Jian, holding the ointment, applying it to Fang Yuan's face, with a sweep of divine sense, easily identified…it was athlete's foot cream.
