"You really make me happy," Qu Xin said evenly, turning around to wash her hands, and began preparing the surgical tools and medicines.
...
The girl's medical skills were never a concern, bone fractures, external injuries, internal damage, and any other bizarre conditions, it seemed that as long as it occurred on the human body, there was nothing that troubled her.
After applying medicine to him, Pei Ye looked at the neatly stitched wound, a mix of new and old, and found it strangely attractive.
"Qu Xin," Pei Ye suddenly looked up and called out, "do you have any medicine to remove scars? The ones you sewed up in Shaolong last time left some marks."
"Yes, I have, and I've been using it on you every time."
Pei Ye lifted the quilt and pointed: "Then look at this slanted one on my chest, it's so obvious."
Qu Xin glanced at it: "Oh, that one I left on purpose."
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"You would think it makes you look more manly."
