Baili Xia nodded. When she was on the mountain, she was so tense that she didn't feel it much.
Later, when she followed Bei Tianyou's people back, the wound started to hurt more and more, and now she really wanted to apply some medicine quickly.
Nangong Xu returned to his room to get the medical kit and came over quickly.
He prepared gauze, antiseptic, hemostatic medication, tweezers, and more, then picked up scissors to cut open Baili Xia's sleeve.
"Master, you..."
Although the clothes were already torn and unwearable, letting him cut it open now felt a bit strange.
"Shy? If not cut open, how will you change out of it later?" Nangong Xu said indifferently.
As I've said before, in a doctor's eyes, there's no gender distinction, only patients. Has this girl forgotten?
In life-and-death moments, if necessary, one might even have to strip off all clothing, let alone just a mere top.
