Do you know where this is?
The treatment room!
Lu Jing furrowed his brows so tightly, he almost trapped a fly:
"Jiang Ye, I'm going to count to three, and you better get dressed!
One... Two..."
The man, who was half undressed, could only stop and then, with a helpless look, turned to the woman:
"Wife, how can you check the wound and apply medicine if I don't undress?" he asked.
Ahem!
Soon after, a roughly seven to eight centimeter elliptical wound on the man's thigh was revealed.
There were clear signs of suppuration around the wound, and it was already infected.
If it wasn't treated soon, amputation might be necessary to save his life.
Lu Jing gasped, her eyes fixed on the wound:
"How did this happen?" she asked very cautiously.
Jiang Ye seemed not to care at all, seemingly feeling no pain:
"Got it during a rescue."
He made it sound so simple.
"How many days has it been?"
"About five days."
Five days?
Had it really not been treated all this time?
