I'm just a lackey of a prestigious academy, why do they all kiss me?

It's not really Jiang Wo's fault; he didn't mean to tease Shen Chuyan.

The wound-healing ointments on the market are expensive, which Jiang Wo cannot afford. Usually when he is injured, he will either apply some medicinal wine given to him by a kind aunt from his neighbor, or apply some baby cream that his younger sister and brother have not finished using.

He discovered the effectiveness of the baby cream by chance; it could relieve pain to some extent.

Reusing old items can save costs and alleviate physical pain to some extent, achieving two goals at once.

Jiang Wo thought it was a good thing, so he would bring any leftover baby cream from home to school, keeping one in his dormitory and another in his desk drawer in the classroom.

He used it for a long time, and his brain automatically came to believe that it was a healing tool, but others certainly wouldn't think so.

If Shen Chuyan saw this behavior, he might interpret it as a provocation or mockery.

They talk a good game, promising to apply medicine to others' wounds, but in reality, they only apply some insignificant, painless creams, or even face creams meant for children.

If it were him, he wouldn't understand this behavior either.

Jiang Wo's hand froze in mid-air, too afraid to move. She also dared not look at Shen Chuyan, for fear of seeing disgust or anger on his face.

But after a long time, Shen Chuyan remained silent.

Jiang Wo found it strange, thinking that he was so angry that he couldn't speak. She thought that keeping anger inside was bad for his health. He was already injured on his face and body. If this pent-up anger were to affect his mind and cause psychological trauma, then Jiang Wo would feel extremely guilty.

Therefore, even though she was not very daring to look him in the eye, Jiang Wo still dared to steal a glance at him. Who would have thought that just that one glance would actually meet Shen Chuyan's gaze.

Jiang Wo was startled and immediately tried to look away, but Shen Chuyan spoke up, her voice indifferent, "Why aren't you applying it anymore?"

Jiang Wo subconsciously hummed in response, sounding puzzled.

Shen Chuyan then repeated, "Why don't you continue applying it for me? My face still hurts."

"Yes, I need to apply it." As soon as Jiang Wo heard that his face was in pain, she didn't have time to think about anything else. She quickly put her fingers on his face again and carefully applied the cream to the bright red palm print.

"If you feel really uncomfortable, remember to tell me," Jiang Wo whispered as she applied the ointment.

Shen Chuyan lowered her eyes and looked at him quietly.

Behind the thick lenses were a pair of very beautiful eyes with long eyelashes that blinked like two delicate little fans. The pupils were a golden brown, a color as radiant as the sun high in the sky.

His eyes droop slightly at the corners, giving him a harmless and gentle appearance. Especially now, when he looks at people with concern, it's as if you've become the person he cares about most in the world.

Shen Chuyan's expression remained unchanged, but she asked, "I told you I was feeling unwell, but then what? What are you going to do?"

This question left Jiang Wo momentarily stunned.

He was used to taking care of his younger siblings, so he naturally used the same methods to take care of other people.

When he was applying medicine to his younger siblings, he would always comfort them by telling them to tell him if they were in pain.

When they start to cry out in pain, Jiang Wo will stop, blow on their wounds gently, and use different methods to coax them, telling them that these wounds are monsters and that the brave warriors must defeat them.

Whenever he said that, his younger sister and brother would bravely wipe away their tears, bite their lips, and remain silent.

After Jiang Wo finished applying the medicine, her younger sister and brother would tug at her sleeve, their voices choked with sobs, yet they bravely held back their tears, and quietly ask her if they were now considered brave warriors.

Jiang Wo smiled at them, pursed her lips, patted their little heads, and praised, "Of course it counts!"

You can coax a child like that, but you definitely can't do it to an adult.

Jiang Wo only said it subconsciously, but Shen Chuyan actually asked, and Jiang Wo didn't know how to answer for a moment.

His words weren't just polite flattery to deceive Shen Chuyan, but the methods he used on his younger siblings certainly couldn't be applied to Shen Chuyan.

This put Jiang Wo in a dilemma.

He couldn't let Shen Chuyan think that what he had just said was empty talk that he couldn't keep, nor could he use the same tricks he was most good at using to coax his younger sister and brother to reply to Shen Chuyan.

He remained silent for a while. Shen Chuyan asked, "So you were lying to me?"

"No, I didn't lie to you," Jiang Wo subconsciously clarified for herself.

Applying baby cream to Shen Chuyan already made her think he was an unreliable person. If he were to make her think he was lying to her, he would be labeled as a liar.

His image in Shen Chuyan's heart was already bad enough. If he didn't defend himself, Jiang Wo was really worried that he would suffer fourfold retribution after the four young masters became infatuated with Shen Chuyan.

The man who chases after his wife is the most ruthless. He still remembers the five-word motto written on the cover of the comic: "Chasing after your wife is like going to a crematorium."

Just by looking at these five words, Jiang Wo could already foresee how terrifying and bloody the storm would be—no, four storms.

The temperature in one crematorium is already very high. If four crematoriums are combined, a nobody like Jiang Wo would probably be burned to ashes.

"It hurts so much," Shen Chuyan said, her tone unusually calm, not at all like someone tormented by pain.

Jiang Wo stared at him blankly.

Shen Chuyan spoke up to remind her, "I said, it hurts."

"Oh," Jiang Wo quickly responded, subconsciously repeating his words, "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

His brain began a frantic brainstorming session, trying to find the optimal solution to his current situation. Unfortunately, it seemed that he had already used up all his luck for the day with His Highness Innaheng. He thought for a long time but could not come up with a reasonable and effective solution.

Finally, perhaps Shen Chuyan couldn't bear to watch any longer, and he took the initiative to ask Jiang Wo, "My head hurts a lot, and I'd like to ask you to help relieve the pain, is that alright?"

Jiang Wo blinked, thinking he had other, better ways to relieve the pain that she could help with, so she nodded and said sincerely, "Yes, you can."

After saying that, Shen Chuyan released his grip on Jiang Wo's neck and instead grabbed the hand that the boy had been using to apply smear on his cheek.

He removed the boy's hand from his cheek, pressed his thumb into the boy's palm, and supported the back of the boy's hand with his other four fingers.

Shen Chuyan's thumb traveled from that soft palm upwards, past the palm socket, along the lines of his fingers, and finally landed on the fingertip.

He held the boy's hand, pressed on his fingertips, and looked down at the fine dark veins beneath his fair skin.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with some difficulty, "It might hurt a little, can you bear it?"

Seeing that he seemed to be in a lot of pain, Jiang Wo responded softly, "Okay."

He didn't know what the man would do to him, yet he agreed to anything, appearing utterly obedient, as if he could take whatever the man did to him.

They're incredibly well-behaved.

Shen Chuyan's eyes darkened for a moment. Under Jiang Wo's worried and questioning gaze, she lowered her head, pressed her canine teeth against the boy's fingertips, and with a little force, pierced through the delicate skin barrier.

A very thin, tiny thread of blood slowly flowed out and quickly disappeared.

Jiang Wee was completely stunned.

He stared at the man buried in his fingers, stunned for a long time, speechless.

He had only one thought in his mind.

Are baby creams toxic?

Shen Chuyan ate the baby cream on his finger, is she going to die?

If he poisons Shen Chuyan to death, will the world collapse?

He hasn't seen his younger siblings or his father one last time. What is he going to do...?