"Ah, I thought that the student with the broken head from before was already serious enough. I didn't expect your injuries to be quite serious." When they arrived at the infirmary, the female school doctor looked at Shan Chen's several serious wounds and covered her mouth in surprise.
Shan Chen was worried that Shan Yue would be worried. He scratched his head and said, "It-it couldn't be."
Shan Yue rolled her eyes and stopped the school doctor, who looked at Shan Chen's wound and did not know where to start. She said helplessly, "Let me do it."
"Eh, young lady, do you know how to do it?" The school doctor was a little surprised.
"Of course. I often deal with wounds like this." Shan Yue took the iodine and cotton swabs from the school doctor's hand and observed the wound before preparing to start. "It hurts a little. Bear with it."
"Okay." Shan Chen nodded obediently.
