"Keep your medicine for yourself, Miss Jiang." Xiang Wan’s expression was grim as she thrust the ointment back into Jiang Qingran’s hands. Every word from Jiang Qingran was a deliberate, painful jab. "Why... why won't you use the ointment I brought you?" Jiang Qingran clutched the tube, her voice laced with bitterness. "Is it because you love Hanchuan, and he loves me? Is that why you resent me so