C311 I'm Adapting to the Situation

The old man walked out of the room, took out a clean towel, and threw it at her. Shen Qing quickly took it and bit it in her mouth.

"Bear with it!"

The old doctor reminded and rolled up Shen Qing's pants.

The blood froze on her skin and was stuck to a layer of fabric. He tore it open with a hiss, and it was inevitable that there was a pain in her skin. However