Gu Yuheng's demeanor actually made Lin Chuxia feel like she was the one being unreasonable.
She looked at her hands, which had been coated with medicinal liquid, and suddenly thought of a problem, "Gu Yuheng, how am I supposed to eat later?"
Her hands were covered in the smell of medicine.
"I'll feed you."
"And what about taking a bath?"
"I'll help you."
Lin Chuxia: "..."
...
The two delayed for a while because it was winter, and the food that had been warmed up had cooled down again. They could only reheat it once more.
During the bath, Lin Chuxia took advantage of Gu Yuheng's distraction and, with a "bang," closed the bathroom door, then quickly washed off the medicinal liquid on her hands.
She looked at her soft and tender palms. Although they had several scrapes, they were just superficial scratches that hadn't even drawn blood. But to Gu Yuheng, it seemed like she had been treated as though she were a second-class disabled person.
