Li Qiang, his face showing some struggle, thought to himself that luckily his wound wasn't an external skin injury. Otherwise, according to her haphazard bandaging, the gauze would've been contaminated long ago.
"Forget it, just give me the gauze, I'll do it myself," Li Qiang sighed, shaking his head as he looked at Song Lili's face, filled with helplessness.
Song Lili's hand, holding the gauze, retracted slightly, "Let me do it, this time I won't touch your wound."
Seeing her like this, Li Qiang had no choice but to let her continue. But this time, Song Lili acted as if she'd suddenly become an expert and swiftly bandaged his left arm, even finishing it off with a butterfly knot.
Looking at the butterfly knot on his arm, Li Qiang laughed, "With your skills, you'd definitely be turned down if you applied to be a nurse."