Liu Shimei's gloves were made of cloth, so they were naturally not comparable to modern rubber gloves. She was still trying to figure out a way to create rubber gloves. She wanted to find some rubber to experiment on.
After all, that still needed time, so she temporarily let Mo'er sew something that was not that good. The outside was made of smooth silk material, and the inside was made of oilpaper that was waterproof.
After taking the anti-virus medicine, putting on a mask and gloves, she walked forward to check the old man's face for pus.
She checked a few of them and asked, "When did you start having these symptoms?"
Feeling the silky cloth sliding across his face, the old man stared at Liu Shimei's face and replied, "A few days ago."
Liu Shimei frowned. "If you had it a few days ago, why did you only come today? If you had come earlier and taken the medicine in time, it wouldn't have been so serious."
