Marcus didn't take Laura's answer to heart at all. He took an ointment from his coat pocket, squeezed it out carefully, and put it on the wound.

The wound was originally painful, but it became cool and itchy when he made it.

Laura felt his nose and couldn't find a word. "Where did you get the ointment?"

Marcus took the medicine and said, "When I came, I bought it by the way."

"Oh." Laura is inexplicably embarrassed.

After a long time, Marcus finally finished taking the medicine.

Seeing that Laura was going to put down his sleeves, he was busy stopping: "You should hold your sleeves first, or the medicine...