T6 didn't know that there was a wound on his calf until he took off his pants.
The doctor was holding sterile cotton balls. He was cleaning the small black things inside the wound. T6 was afraid that the doctor would give him medicine so he spoke up first.
The doctor glared at him and said angrily, "Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?"
"You are the doctor. I'm just making things simple for you." T6 said this but in his heart, he didn't think that his injury was an issue.
It was true that small injuries like these didn't need any medication. They would get these small injuries many times in a month.
The doctor wasn't a soldier. He was a professional doctor. When he heard this, he said unhappily, "I'm the doctor. I'm the one attending to your injuries now. This is not making things simple. If you want to make things simple for me, don't get hurt."
