Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend-Chapter 115: Healing Ointment with Added Stream Water

Looking at the three big boys, Gu Jin said, "Let’s end this here. You guys should stay at the hotel for a few days to recuperate before going back. I have some business to attend to over the next couple of days, and as for that Maomao, don’t contact him anymore."

Gu Jiajie had narrowly escaped death and, naturally, didn’t dare refute, "Got it. We haven’t told the family about this, right?"

"No, I have some Yunnan Baiyao Ointment in my suitcase. Let me get it for you."

Gu Jin turned around and went into the room, taking out a bottle of ointment in a transparent glass jar. She had bought it a long time ago as a precaution for emergencies.

As she walked out with the medicine bottle, she suddenly thought of the magical water in the space. Last time, she drank the creek water and broke through to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer. Although she knew the creek water had Washing Marrow effects, she wasn’t sure if it was effective for external injuries.

The three cousins in the living room all had varied degrees of injuries, making them the perfect test subjects right now.

With this thought, Gu Jin didn’t hesitate and went directly into her space.

When she emerged from the space, the Yunnan Baiyao Ointment in her hand had been added with creek water.

Previously, she didn’t dare to use it on the little kid because she was worried about potential side effects. Her cousins were just right for experimentation; big boys were more tolerant of pain than little ones.

Gu Jin felt no guilt at all. She walked out of the room as usual and gave the medicine to the three big boys, watching them apply the ointment on their wounds.

"Ouch..."

The three of them applied the ointment on each other, grimacing with dreadful expressions due to the pain.

When it was Liu Pingyuan’s turn to apply medicine on Gu Jiajie’s face, the latter couldn’t bear it anymore and spoke up, "Xiaojin, your ointment is too stimulating. It’s killing me!"

Compared to the ointments he had used before, this was vastly different, like being hit all over again. If his cousin weren’t watching, he would’ve wanted to flip the good brothers behind him and hide in the room.

Gu Jin glanced at Liu Pingyuan and Wu Zhiren, who had finished applying the ointment, and responded nonchalantly to her cousin’s words, "Having ointment is already good enough. Do you want to be picky?"

She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the scars on Wu Zhiren, who first applied the ointment, seemed to have faded a bit.

"I wouldn’t dare, it’s just too painful," Gu Jiajie said feeling wronged.

At that moment, he was tired, hungry, and in pain.

After Liu Pingyuan finished applying the ointment on Gu Jiajie’s face, the three young men stood up with the ointment, saying they would go into the room to apply it on their other injuries.

Whether they’d actually bear the pain and apply the medicine was uncertain.

"Go ahead. The hotel has a kettle, so I’ll boil some hot water in a bit and make each of you a cup of malted milk."

"Thanks, Xiaojin!" Gu Jiajie’s eyes lit up.

Malted milk—it’s quite pricey—he saw his cousin buy some in Wanhai City, but never got to taste it.

"Thanks, Xiaojin!" Liu Pingyuan and Wu Zhiren echoed.

Gu Jiajie forbade them from calling her ’sis,’ so they followed him in calling her Xiaojin.

Gu Jin waved her hand at the three and headed towards the kitchen not far away.

The advantage of a pricier suite was obvious. Not only did it have three bedrooms, but there was also a kitchen with pots, bowls, and even a gas tank for cooking and boiling water.

Gu Jin glanced at the kitchen’s interior, started boiling hot water, and found three cups.

She returned to the room to retrieve the malted milk, and once the water was boiling, she rinsed the cups with the hot water, prepared three cups of malted milk, and placed them on the living room table, before turning back to her room to sleep.

As for the effects of the Yunnan Baiyao Ointment added with creek water, she’d observe them personally when she saw the three tomorrow. There was no rush.