"Of course I'm urgent, I need to see the healing progress to decide how to prepare the medication for tomorrow." Song Xiaodong said.
"You prepare the medication fresh every day?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Yes, I base it on how your wound is healing to choose the right herbs, adjust the healing speed, relieve skin tension, and prevent scarring. If I cut away the old scar and a new one forms, then both you and I went through all that trouble for nothing." Song Xiaodong said.
"Oh..."
"Quick, lie down, take off your clothes." Song Xiaodong said.
"Don't say it like that, it makes it feel like we're about to... you know."
"What do you mean 'you know'?" Song Xiaodong asked knowingly.
"Just... you know." Qiao Yutong's face turned red again.
"What are you talking about?"
"Annoying!" Qiao Yutong glared at Song Xiaodong.
"Turn away." Qiao Yutong said to Song Xiaodong.
"For what?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Just turn away!"
"Alright, alright."
