"Hold on a bit, I'll reapply the medicine."
Song Xiaodong changed the dressing for Qiao Yutong.
"How is it?" Qiao Yutong grimaced in pain.
"You have a constitution where wounds heal quickly. The good thing is you won't need the medicine for long, but the downside is it's easier for scars to form. It looks like there shouldn't be a problem now, just about another seven days of medication should do it," Song Xiaodong said.
"That's great!"
"Yeah."
"Can I exercise now?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Yes, the wound has actually healed. The next medication is to restore the skin to its normal state," Song Xiaodong replied.
"Then I'll cook for you?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"No thanks, I'll do it!" Song Xiaodong replied.
"Look at your hands, they're shaking so much that you can't even hold a spoon properly!" Qiao Yutong teased.
"Alright, just be careful," Song Xiaodong said.
"Okay."
Qiao Yutong went into the kitchen while Song Xiaodong watched TV on the sofa.
