[in the snottiest tone:] See? Thank you, Jing Yuan.

[he’s be more embarrassed if he didn’t literally think of dan heng as a weird amalgamation of family and sentient body part.]

Now this place definitely would not have any sort of moisturising agent but at least soak in warm water once every week.

[and this is his lecturing i-am-your-doctor tone. screw your embarrassment. he’s now going to use jing yuan’s hand to point out more patchy scales.]