"Take off your coat. I'm going to take a look at your wound." Feng Jiu motioned to him.
Gu Xiangyi paused and glanced at her hesitantly. "Ghost Doctor, I have a somewhat scary wound." She was a woman, after all, and he thought it was best not to frighten her.
Feng Jiu couldn't help laughing. "A scary wound? It doesn't matter, I haven't met a wound that scares me."
Patriarch Gu who sat next to him couldn't help saying, "Ghost Doctor is a physician. What kind of wounds has she not seen before? Come on, let me take your coat off. He was worried that his son could not move his right hand to take off his coat.
"No, I'll do it myself."
He refused his father's help. He unfastened his belt and took off his coat. It was easier to remove the coat, but it was not that easy to take off the inner clothing. Moreover, his forehead was already drenched with sweat by this simple action.
