Rong Ling finished speaking and picked up the ointment, heading towards Feng Qing.
Earlier, he didn't move because he wanted to see what Feng Qing was up to. From what he knew of this woman, she wasn't the reckless type, so why did she fall like this?
But after observing, he couldn't find anything unusual with her. Maybe he was overthinking, and she just fell by accident.
Rong Ling walked up to Feng Qing with the ointment. Feng Qing quickly reached out to take it: "Prince, I'll do it myself."
Unfortunately, Rong Ling held on to the ointment and didn't let go. Instead, he gently said, "Where are you hurt? Let me apply the medicine for you."
His voice was warm and soft, with a hint of richness in it. Feng Qing was momentarily entranced, rare for her, and instinctively lifted her trouser leg, revealing a large bruise on her knee, indicating a severe fall.
