Jiangli took Bai Changfeng's medical kit and was about to treat Xia Xin's wounds.
The wounds were all on his back, and to treat them, he had to take off his shirt.
Xia Xin was still a bit embarrassed and hesitantly said, "Old, old ancestor, let me do it myself."
"Let me do it."
Bai Changfeng saw that Xia Xin was feeling awkward, retrieved the medical kit again, and said, "Abbot, we're all men, it's more convenient for us to handle this, can you wait outside?"
How could Jiangli not know why Xia Xin was acting shy?
She gave Xia Xin a sidelong glance, "Such fuss."
After speaking, she stepped outside.
Xia Xin looked at Bai Changfeng apologetically.
"Your Abbot means well for you." Bai Changfeng opened the medical kit and took out the medicine, "Take off your clothes."
Xia Xin took off his clothes, inevitably pulling at the wound. He gritted his teeth and kept drawing sharp breaths.
"I know, but... it's still somewhat inconvenient."
Bai Changfeng said, "True..."
