Under the light, the scar on his back was like a long snake that was coiling. Some of his flesh was exposed. How painful was that?
With this thought in mind, Qiao Nian opened the medicine box. If she wanted to change the dressing, she had to get rid of the scabs on his body that were stuck to the gauze. She couldn't even tear his wound. This was a huge challenge for Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian frowned. She opened the medicine box and took out a pair of scissors. Looking at the scar, she subconsciously blew on it.
Gu Zhou had been lying on his side the entire time. The hand under the blanket gradually clenched into a fist, its knuckles turning white.
Qiao Nian didn't notice Gu Zhou's small movements. All her attention was on Gu Zhou's wound. She helped him unwrap the old gauze, disinfect it, apply medicine, and then bandage it again. It took her a total of half an hour.
If she wasn't afraid of hurting Gu Zhou, she would have been done long ago.
