Wei Wuxian glances over his shoulder, all set to shoot Lan Zhan a skeptical look -- but to his surprise (and not-insubstantial relief), Lan Zhan does not carry the same avoidant posture as before, when he insisted he was fine even while half collapsed over a table.

"All right," he says again, more cheerfully. "Then -- "

He scoots around to Lan Zhan's back and uncaps the ointment, dabbing it onto the lacerations.