"Lin Yiran said that when you had allergies in the past, you would recover the next day after applying this medicine."

Mu Yi couldn't help but be happy as he put the ointment into Li Hanxuan's hand.

As if handing over an important treasure, I patted the back of his hand.

Mu Yi looked like he was making Li Hanxuan feel at ease, and he breathed a long sigh of relief at the right time: "Brothers, I can only help you so far."

Li Hanxuan shook off Mu Yi's hand and sat up from the hospital bed: "Go home."

Since Lin Yiran will not come again, this play will not be performed.

When passing by the mirror, Li Hanxuan glanced at himself in the mirror melancholy. The rash on his face really affected his image.

Lin Yiran returned home. She looked at the luggage that she had rummaged through, and suddenly felt a little restless.

Grandpa Li's family sent all her luggage over, and Lin Yiran no longer remembered where she put the allergy ointment prepared for Li Hanxuan.

After searching for a long time and sweating profusely, she finally found it in a small box, and only found one tube.

She knelt down to clean up the mess on the ground, but found several tubes of ointment in another bag.

Lin Yiran instantly collapsed on the ground, and she frowned a little aggrievedly.

Why prepare these ointments?

Li Hanxuan knew that he was allergic to kiwi fruit and would not even touch anything containing kiwi fruit ingredients.

In the first year of marriage, Li Hanxuan went out to socialize and accidentally ate a piece of kiwi fruit in a bar. After returning home, he developed a rash on his body.

Lin Yiran persuaded Li Hanxuan to go to the hospital, but he was forcefully pushed aside.

Lin Yiran, whose center of gravity was unstable, bumped into the cabinet in Li Hanxuan's room. At first, Lin Yiran thought she had just cut her pajamas. When she returned to the room, she discovered that there was a long cut on her waist.

She went to the hospital for seven stitches, and also prescribed desensitization medicine for Li Hanxuan at the hospital.

There is still a mark on my waist now.

Looking at Li Hanxuan lying on the bed, drunk and unconscious, Lin Yiran could only take the ointment and apply it to Li Hanxuan's rash bit by bit.

Early the next morning, the red rash on Li Hanxuan's body had basically disappeared.

Since then, Lin Yiran has kept this topical desensitization medicine at home all year round.

When it expires, it will be replaced with a new one.

But since that time, this medicine has never been used again.

Looking at the pile of things in front of her, Lin Yiran had no intention of cleaning it up. She simply did skin care at home.

Gu Qingmo told her clearly that he would take a set of promotional photos for her tomorrow.

Thinking of fiddling around in front of everyone, Lin Yiran felt uncomfortable all over.

She lay on the bed sadly and did not fall asleep for a long time.

When she arrived at the studio with dark circles under her eyes the next day, Lin Yiran breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Qingmo considerately persuaded the others to leave, and only the photographer and makeup artist were with him throughout the process.

The makeup artist is an older sister, who looks to be more than ten years older than Lin Yiran.

But she was in a good mood, smiling the whole time and taking the initiative to share her snacks.

It also completely eliminated Lin Yiran's inner nervousness.

The makeup artist tapped Lin Yiran's cheek with her finger: "Miss Lin's skin is so good. When I was your age, I stayed up late and went to the bar. No amount of skin care products could save it."

Lin Yiran was slightly stunned. She looked at herself in the mirror. This woman with makeup on made her feel deeply unfamiliar.


Chapter completed!