Zhang Mansion, in Zhang He's courtyard.
Zhang He lay on the bed, with Chu Ying applying medicine to the bruise on his back.
"Hiss... it hurts... it hurts..." In front of his good brother, Zhang He didn't pretend, grimacing in pain, "It's killing me... Xiao Bai... be gentle..."
"Being gentle won't help." Chu Ying didn't lighten his touch due to Zhang He's words but instead increased the pressure, rubbing Zhang He's bruise more forcefully.
"Ah!" Zhang He yelled out in pain, glared angrily at Chu Ying, "Xiao Bai, are you trying to kill me while you can?"
Chu Ying replied earnestly, "This bruise on your back needs forceful application of medicine, that's the only way it will heal quickly." Saying this, he pushed Zhang He's head down, "Lie still and behave." With that, he kneaded again forcefully, making Zhang He cry out in agony.
Song Jicai and the others watched on the side and even they felt the pain.
