Holdingtwothingsinhisarms,Xieninggiggledandlookedsilly.
Intheend,Xieningfinallythoughtofsomethingimportant.Heneededtotrytheeffectsofthesethings.
Hecouldn'tusethebonepainointment,sohegaveittohisgrandfather.Asforthescareliminatingointment...Therehappenedtobeawoundonhisneck,whichwasscratchedbymosquitoeslastsummer.Nowtherewasadarkscarleft,whichmadehimfeelveryugly.
Xieningappliedtheointmentonthescar.Inaninstant,acoolfeelingspreadoverhisskin.
Itwascool,refreshingandcomfortable.
Xieningwasstunned.Hedidn'texpectthattheointmentwouldbesocomfortableanditsmelledsogood.ItwastheauthenticChinesemedicinefragrancewithoutanyotheringredients.
Itwashardforhimtobelievethatagirlinherfirstyearincollegecouldmakesuchanointment.
However,nomatterhowgoodthetastewasandhowcomfortableitfelt,itwouldn'twork.
Xieningtooktheointmentintotheroom.Asfortheointment,hisgrandfatherwoulddefinitelyseeitwhenhecameback.