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To be honest, he had already gotten used to it.

The sturdy warriors behind them were all struggling to suppress their laughter until their faces twisted.

Upon entering the room, Rong Xi pried open Qin Ke's hand. Finally standing on solid ground, he let out a soft sigh.

"Qin Ke, could you leave me some dignity in front of everyone?"

Qin Ke shut the door, took out a celadon porcelain bottle, and sat by the bed. His face was full of amusement as he beckoned to him.

"Come here."

Rong Xi keenly sensed danger and abruptly took a step back, glaring at him warily.

"I'm applying medicine for you," Qin Ke said, his smile fading as his expression turned solemn. "Tomorrow, I'll send someone to find a carriage. For now, don't ride a horse."

Rong Xi was startled. "You knew I was injured?"

He thought he had hidden it quite well.

Qin Ke sighed helplessly, rose, and approached him. He easily lifted him into his arms and carefully placed him on the bed, then lightly poked Rong Xi between the brows with his fingertip. Smiling, he said, "Your brows were knitted tight from the pain. If I still couldn't tell, wouldn't that mean I had no heart for you?"

Rong Xi turned over and sat up, hugging his knees. "I'll apply it myself."

Undressing in front of a certain someone was truly rather embarrassing.

Qin Ke nodded. "I'll go find the inn servant and have him bring some food."

After the man left the room, Rong Xi hurriedly pulled off his trousers. Lowering his head and bending his leg, he saw that the side of his thigh was already swollen and red, the skin chafed raw and streaked with blood.

Just as he was about to pour on the medicinal