"Mr. Shute, go, quickly wash up!"
Shute stood frozen in place.
Because that was where the most poisonous slime had been sprayed, so when riding back to the city, he had a piece of clothing in front to cover the movements there.
Now, although his posture was standing, there was always a coat in front of his crotch, his left hand scratching elsewhere itchily, while his right hand disappeared into the coat, causing slight movements back and forth.
"Uh, you should leave first..."
"Mr. Shute, now is not the time to be shy. As a doctor, I've seen all kinds of situations. You are in the most critical condition right now, how can I leave? If I don't thoroughly observe your body, I can't provide accurate treatment!"
Shute still hesitated.
