ering in her ear, with a trace of tenderness that seemed to be nothing, blowing in like the evening wind, blowing through her broken hair on her sideburns, and the soft hair fell on her ears, itching....ped by the hospital itself. Two bottles are mixed together and applied to the wound.Yao Jing prepared the ointment, but she looked up but couldn't see Qiao Bolin."Jing!" A man's voice came from the be...