Hearing that Jiang Qiran volunteered to apply medicine on Ye Linlang, the male doctor immediately gave him a sidelong glance.
“Can you do it?”
These words were obviously questioning Jiang Qiran’s professionalism. If it was just an ordinary medicinal wine, it would have been fine. However, there were still many fine grains of sand on the wound on ye Linlang’s knee. She had to disinfect and clean it first.
Faced with the male doctor’s doubts, Jiang Qiran only smiled faintly.
“I used to train together with the army in the wilderness. I often have big and small injuries. I’m still very experienced in dealing with this kind of situation.”
The male doctor looked at Jiang Qiran’s straight and slender figure. For some reason, he subconsciously believed the youth’s words.
“Alright then, you can apply the medicine on this girl.”
The male doctor was not blind. How could he not see the flowing feelings between Jiang Qiran and ye Linlang.
