She didn't argue with him anymore.
She let him hold her hand and reapply the antibiotic ointment to her wound.
The liquid stung her skin, causing a sharp pain, and she took short breaths, trying to pull her arm back, but she couldn't overcome his strength.
He forcefully applied the medicine and replaced the bandage.
"Rest well," he said.
She lay on her side, ignoring him.
He stood silently for a while, then withdrew and left.
For several days, she lay quietly in the bedroom, not saying a word to him.
He also seemed to be very busy lately, sometimes coming by in the middle of the night to take a quick look at her.
A few days later, as her emotions started to stabilize a bit, she talked to the children and even occasionally taught them how to paint.
But she still didn't pay much attention to him.
That night, he was in the middle of a very important security meeting.
Secretary Wen hurriedly found him, "Miss Gong, there's a little problem. Do you want to take a look?"
