"Oh."
Fujino Doxu carefully dabbed the alcohol around the wound, trying his best to avoid letting the alcohol touch the wound.
Even so, Qin Muni gently breathed in with a slight hiss.
"You know it hurts now, see how clumsy you are."
Hearing his words, Qin Muni couldn't help but tease, "Tsk tsk, Fujino, you're really becoming more like my father."
"Don't worry, if my daughter acts so mischievous in the future, I'll definitely spank her."
"That counts as domestic violence."
Fujino Doxu took out ointment and gently applied it evenly on Qin Muni's wound, then wrapped it with gauze.
After finishing the bandage, he slowly raised his head to look at Qin Muni, the corners of his lips lifting into a roguish smile, "It's the father's fault if the child isn't taught well, I'm just educating her."
"Sophistry."
