Li Yun couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Not from the pain.
It was a desire, difficult to suppress, stirred by the brush of Ming Lingyi's fingertips.
Finally, Ming Lingyi finished applying the ointment and tied the bandages neatly across Li Yun's chest.
Both of them let out a sigh of relief.
Ming Lingyi was the first to leave the room. She didn't know if the charcoal fire was burning too strong, but she suddenly felt hot, almost struggling to breathe.
When she stepped out, several simple yet steaming hot side dishes and two bowls of rice were already arranged on the small table in the outer room.
By the time Li Yun came out, Ming Lingyi was already seated. "The food just arrived. My parents went to a neighboring town to visit friends today and won't be back for lunch, and my older brother isn't here either. It's just the two of us, so let's have a simple meal."
