Chi Enen's hand was badly injured, although the affected area was small, and she quickly applied the ointment.
However, the haze on his face did not lift just because she had finished applying medicine.
It was obvious that his mood was not bright.
"Applying medicine might hurt, you'll have to bear with it."
Chi Enen didn't waste any time and hurriedly pulled out her hand to help him unwrap the blood-stained gauze. Since the blood on it had started to clot, some gauze stuck to his wound and required some force to remove. As she was doing it, even she felt the pain, but the man with the stoic face didn't make a sound, as if it didn't hurt at all.
Finally, she managed to remove all the gauze from his body.
A fine layer of sweat formed on Chi Enen's forehead, and her bright eyes focused on the crisscross wounds on his back.
Without the white gauze wrapping, his back's condition was now clearly visible.