"The clothes are changed, can you take a look at her now?"
"According to you, I've taken care of the wounds on her body. She shouldn't have any issues now!"
Yet in Bo Yunshen's last sentence, there was a lack of conviction. Old Zhang gave him a strange look and said, "What's the hurry, there's a thermometer in that iron box, go and take your wife's temperature."
Using the intimate term 'wife' for Qin Yan made Bo Yunshen feel slightly uncomfortable, but he licked his lips and asked discontentedly,
"Why take her temperature? She's still bleeding, shouldn't stopping the blood be the priority?"
Old Zhang glanced over at Qin Yan, who didn't look as disheveled as when Bo Yunshen had carried her in after changing.
Bo Yunshen mentioned she was still bleeding, presumably noticed while changing her clothes.
"Just take her temperature when I tell you to, will you quit the fuss?!"
"If you're so capable, you treat her!"