Chapter 399 Woohoo She's Guilty
The ointment is mint-flavored and very cooling on the knees.

Jiang Mianmian was pleasantly surprised to find that the area where the ointment was applied did not hurt anymore, and the pain relief effect was perfect.

"It's amazing. Fu Jinhan, what kind of ointment did you apply on me? The pain-relieving effect is too good, right?"

Jiang Mianmian looked down at her knees, couldn't help sighing, then looked up at Fu Jinhan.

"Well, the ointment that Dr. Zhang made himself is very effective for bruises."

Fu Jinhan nodded, but didn't stop what he was doing, and still focused on the bruised part.

He applied the ointment very lightly, and the ice-cold ointment was applied on his fingers, and the coolness was very comfortable.

"No wonder." Jiang Mianmian nodded, and then said with emotion.

"I thought Dr. Zhang was an ordinary western doctor. I didn't expect that he could even make ointment for bruises. Isn't it too good?"

"Well, before he studied medicine, he was from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he was best at traumatic injuries such as bruises." Fu Jinhan nodded.

Listening to his answer, Jiang Mianmian looked up at Fu Jinhan in surprise, surprised that he knew so much about the doctors at home.

After seeing it like this, Jiang Mianmian was suddenly stunned.

Fu Jinhan was half kneeling on the floor, leaning forward, with one hand propped on the sofa, and the other hand applying ointment for her.

His expression was very focused, and the hair on his forehead grew a little longer, hanging down his face, slightly covering his eyes.

The sunlight came in from the French windows on the side, shining on Fu Jinhan's delicate profile, like God's most perfect handicraft.

So handsome, I really want to kiss him.

As soon as this thought popped into Jiang Mianmian's mind, she was taken aback and quickly shook her head.

When she moved like this, Fu Jinhan's medicated finger tilted, and he looked at her with a sullen face: "Don't move around."

"Well, Fu Jinhan, my knee doesn't hurt anymore, can you get up first, I can do it myself."

Jiang Mianmian clasped her knees with both hands, and spoke in a low voice.

He actually asked Fu Jinhan to kneel on the floor and apply medicine for her, woo woo woo, she is guilty.

Jiang Mianmian narrowed her eyes in pain, feeling as if she had blasphemed God's most perfect artwork, and her heart was full of anxiety.

She was wearing a knee-length skirt today, and when she moved like this, the skirt immediately turned sideways.

Fu Jinhan only took one look, then quickly turned his head away, a rare blush appeared on his face.

"Fu Jinhan, you, you, me, me, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Mianmian also belatedly noticed that her movements were too bold, so she quickly retracted her right leg, trying to reach out and hold a pillow in front of her.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she directly grabbed the empty space——

Jiang Mianmian quickly looked around, and found very sadly that the pillows in Fu's house were still being washed, and there was nothing to block them at the moment.

Jiang Mianmian pressed her skirt tightly, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and was so nervous that she didn't even dare to breathe.

"It's finished."

At this moment, Fu Jinhan's cold voice sounded.

Jiang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Fu Jinhan who got up from the ground, he felt as if he had come back to life again.

"Phew, it's finally finished. Hey, Fu Jinhan, where are you going?" Jiang Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief, and looked puzzled at Fu Jinhan who left in a hurry.

"handwashing."

After Fu Jinhan left these words, a suspicious blush flashed by his ears, and he walked quickly towards the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)

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