If the wound isn't treated in time, it will really get infected.
Although Mu Xiaojiu's physique is indeed much tougher than most people, no matter how tough, it's still a body of flesh and blood.
"Uncle, please listen to me, take off your shirt, I promise I won't look at your body, okay?"
Since being tough didn't work, Baili Xia had to soften her approach and coax him.
Little did she know, Mu Xiaojiu was more stubborn than ever.
With a cold snort, his gaze was fixed on the laptop screen, not even sparing her a glance.
"I'm not your man, don't try to coax me."
"..." Not allowed to coax him... How childish does that sound?
"Then... Uncle, please take off your shirt, so I can tend to the wound, okay?"
"I'm not amused!"
"...!" Feeling the urge to curse! "What will it take for you to be willing to take it off?"
Does she have to get tough? But even a wounded Uncle, she couldn't beat, how could she?
"Not taking it off." Not even a hint of compromise.
