C84 Rooming-in

Zhao He refused. The injury on her hand was a trivial matter. After applying medicine and recuperating, there was no longer any limit to her daily activities. There was no need to take such a good ointment to recuperate.

It seemed too pampered by the white.

After being rejected, A Yue didn't force the matter. She closed the bottle and carefully kept it.

"Alright, I'll put it away first