The rare urge to get drunk surfaced, but he quickly suppressed it.
He couldn't let personal matters impact official duties.
The next morning, early.
Lu Sangqi came to change the dressing for Chu Heng.
Ye Muyu held Nuanbao and went to the adjacent playroom to accompany Nuanbao, while Su Mei waited outside the nearby door, ready to relay any news.
Inside the room.
Lu Sangqi took out the medical kit.
The required instruments were arranged nearby.
He sat on a low stool next to him, and once Chu Heng was seated, he reached out to untie the gauze around his waist.
As layer after layer of gauze was removed, revealing a large scar on the waist and abdomen, Lu Sangqi examined it: "Your recovery ability is slightly better than before, but the wound is still a bit inflamed. I need to disinfect and apply medication again, or you'll remain in a state of low fever."
"If it's not treated well, your wound will fester, and then we'll have to cut the flesh."
