Ye Jiu didn't linger much longer because a plan had already formed in her mind.
After Ye Jiu obediently left, Sikong Mo suddenly reached out and covered his chest where Ye Jiu had just pushed.
He reached out to undo his collar, revealing the traces of bandaged wounds underneath, and Sikong Mo couldn't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, the winter clothing was thick enough, so the blood from the wound hadn't seeped through.
Si Bei knocked on the door and came in from outside. Seeing Sikong Mo's wound reopen once more, he said, "Master, why has the wound split open again? I'll go find a doctor."
"Stop." Sikong Mo said, "Just help me apply the medicine."
Si Bei was still worried, but after thinking it over carefully, he decided to do as Sikong Mo had instructed.
