An Youyou furrowed her brows even tighter, her voice somewhat irritable, "Isn't he injured? Why is he still thinking about bathing?!"
The maid was also frightened seeing Ali lose his temper and quickly explained, "The servant told the leader the same thing, but the leader said he hasn't bathed in over ten days lying in bed, and his body is uncomfortable. The servant didn't dare to prevent the leader and could only prepare hot water for him. The servant was meant to attend to the leader's bath, hoping to help the leader avoid touching his wounds, but the leader drove me out, saying he could manage it himself."
An Youyou pressed her lips tightly.
"Doctor Ali, perhaps you can check on the leader; I'm worried he'll really touch the wounds, and the leader's wound is so long..." The maid said fearfully.
An Youyou didn't hesitate.
She walked straight to the back room, stopping by the screen, saying to the person inside, "Leader, it's Ali."
