Once you take off one sleeve, the rest becomes much simpler.
I finally managed to take off the hoodie without touching the wound.
Du Muchen was not wearing any other clothes under his clothes.
At this moment, looking at the clean and refined upper body in front of her, Su Peishan also felt a sense of ambiguity and embarrassment.
Although I deliberately focused my gaze on the wound, my peripheral vision would still unconsciously wander to places I shouldn't be looking at.
"Hiss." The man gasped.
Su Peishan snapped out of her reverie, realizing that she had been distracted and accidentally touched the wound while cleaning it with a cotton swab.
"Um...it must hurt a lot, right? Bear with it, I'll try to be careful."
"Sister Su, what's on your mind?"
"Hmm? What are you thinking about?"
What's the meaning?
Du Muchen's lips were pale from the pain, and his whole face looked somewhat sickly.
"When you were treating my wound, where were you thinking? You didn't seem to be paying attention to what you were doing."
Feeling guilty, Su Peishan quickly retorted, "How could I not be attentive? You're really ungrateful. I'm not a professional doctor or nurse. I'm already doing you a favor by helping you, and you're complaining."
"Then please hurry, I'm not only in pain, I'm also cold."
"Cold? Your ears are all red." Su Peishan suddenly leaned closer and stared at Du Muchen's ears.
"Does she have a fever? Why is her face so red?"
She reached out to check Du Muchen's temperature, but as soon as she did, her hand was enveloped by a burning hot palm, and then her body was pulled forward by a powerful force.
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