Late at night, they returned home satisfied.
Before leaving, Zhang Yang looked at the expectation and hope in Chen Wu's eyes, but he did not know what to say.
He did not actually know how effective the system's Ice Skin Ointment would be.
"But it should have some effect, right?" Zhang Yang muttered to himself.
Even if it could only lighten the scars a little, it might let Chen Wu see some hope and perhaps improve her temperament.
After their brief interaction tonight, he felt that the young girl was truly kind and pure. First, her family had indeed protected her very well; second, it was simply her natural disposition. The only thing she lacked was a little cheerfulness and sunshine.
"Brother Zhang Yang, is there anything I need to prepare tomorrow?" Chen Wu asked.
"Uh... no need for that." Zhang Yang thought for a moment. "Just wait for me to come over."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you, Brother Zhang Yang." Chen Wu smiled happily, a rare sight.
Chen Zhang, standing beside them, was stunned.
As far as he could remember, it had been a long time since his sister had smiled like that.
That night, Zhang Yang returned home to Beijing Manor.
He deliberately bought some sterile medical gauze on the way back, then took out the Ice Skin Ointment he had just exchanged from the system store from his system inventory.
The small jade bottle containing the Ice Skin Ointment felt smooth and warm in his hand.
"There's no dosage or instructions. How am I supposed to use this?" Zhang Yang fell into deep thought.
He twisted open the stopper and took a look.
Fortunately, it was not some disgusting black, oily substance, but a gel-like material that even smelled rather pleasant.
After some thought, he