He handed over the ointment stupidly. Not only that, Ryan Fang saw the other party open the bottle of medicine and dip some white ointment with his fingertips, but he was still slow.
If the rash on his body hadn't been so itchy, he would probably have been dizzy.
"Junior brother, please give the ointment back to me." Ryan Fang said as he reached out to take it, but the young man in front of him avoided his hand and spoke in a light tone.
"I helped my senior brother wipe it, and he took off his clothes."
"No... I can do it myself..." Ryan Fang didn't finish his words, Ethan Xue's fingertips had already touched his neck. The clear ointment was applied, and the itching and pain were instantly reduced. He dodged back, stumbling and trying to finish the rest of the sentence, "I can apply it myself, don't bother me, junior brother."
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