Soon, Shen Xinhe's entire back was exposed.
The plaster that had been applied was now dried and crusty around Shen Xinhe's body.
Zhang Xiaoshan gently flicked it with his finger.
The crust immediately shattered like smashed glass, falling off.
This revealed the true skin underneath.
"Wow!"
Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes lit up.
He saw that the densely packed wounds on Shen Xinhe's body had all scabbed over.
Generally, the scabs should be slightly higher than the surrounding skin, but the scabs on Shen Xinhe's body were surprisingly flat.
Zhang Xiaoshan gently scraped off a piece of scab with his fingernail, revealing the new skin underneath, which was redder and softer.
"How is it?"
Shen Xinhe impatiently twisted his head around to look at the wound on his lower back.
"Wow, it's healed this much?"
Observing the changes, Shen Xinhe couldn't wait to exclaim.
Zhang Xiaoshan nodded.