"There's really no need to be ashamed of this kind of thing. I've seen similar situations to yours many times before."

Hearing that she was not the only one like this, Aunt Xu felt much better and asked hesitantly:

"Will other people with inflammation also have the same pungent smell as me?"

"Not necessarily. Everyone's physical condition is different, and the specific manifestations are also different."

Jiang Sui explained to her seriously: "You have a bad smell now because you are injured. It is like this after the wound festered."

After so much persuasion, Aunt Xu's attitude finally softened completely.

Aunt Su and the others who had watched the whole thing showed joy on their faces, and Jiang Sui also continued:

"As a doctor, treating patients is what I should do. Aunt Xu, just trust me. Everything will be fine."

"Inflammation is just a minor problem. I've given you some medicine. You'll be well soon after taking it. Don't delay it or it will only get worse."

After hearing Jiang Sui speak so easily, Aunt Xu's psychological burden was reduced a lot, and she finally agreed.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sui Sui."

“It’s not hard.”

Jiang Sui smiled gently, helped Aunt Xu lie down on the bed, asked her to take off her pants, and conducted a thorough examination.

Jiang Sui’s guess was correct.

The reason why Aunt Xu's body smelled so bad was because her skin was burned and festered after she washed it with alkaline noodles and water.

The wound was very red and swollen, and looked particularly hideous.

Those who have not experienced it personally cannot imagine how painful it is.