Ointment

"What ointment is this? It doesn't even have a label or anything."

Fanny clearly did not trust the ointment that Kyla had brought.

She was not really suspicious of Kyla, but rather worried that Kyla had been deceived.

Fanny was Kyla's cousin, and her family and childhood environment were extremely good.

Naturally, she had high requirements for things.

For example, she would never use medication with an unknown origin.

"Trust me for once, alright?"

"Just put it here. I'll use it later."

"No, you definitely won't."

Unable to dissuade Kyla, Fanny eventually allowed Kyla to apply the ointment for her.

As Kyla applied the ointment, Fanny felt a wave of coolness on her wounds.

"Sigh..." Fanny felt much better.

Kyla very carefully applied the ointment on every corner of Fanny's hand.

"Done. Remember to apply it once every hour."

"Yeah. I need to rest," Fanny said perfunctorily.